Us too. I miss cucumber trees, the sound of big, plopping rain on those leaves, the smells, the hills, green, opossums and raccoons coming to visit, quails calling....how it feels so alive because it seems to breathe.

Don't get me wrong. Arizona is pretty too. More muted and subtle. You have to love thr way thr sky holds the land. It's all about skyscapes out here and there something, for sure. But it's still. It doesn't breathe. It's like it's waiting.