Another month is almost in the books. Who would have thought 2020 would be so freaking weird and deadly. Sheesh...who would have thunk.
The heat has returned to the Old Pueblo, and with it, the pollution. One would think with not as many people driving, the pollution would be less. Nope, Tucson is surrounded by mountains so the goop gets stuck in the valley.
I've managed to walk every night, and last night the mosquito birds were out and about in the dusty field. That's not what they are really called, but it's what I call them. They come out in the evening and zoom around catching bugs.
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| Kind of cool, except for the weird glow from the pollution. |
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| San Xavier Mission is off in the distance. |
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