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Arizona foothills after a thunderstorm.
We’ve had the joy of living in a bunch of different places over the course of the last few years: Estes Park CO, Northfield MN, Pittsburgh PA, and now New Haven CT (for those who haven’t been keeping up). Our time in Tucson AZ was for unfortunate circumstances, but both of us were hit with a gut feeling about this place that was hard to explain. Even though completely random people were DMing me story after story of being stung by scorpions in their own beds in AZ (winners: finding out that there was a scorpo on HVD’s pillow according to @emmaschnucks
, and a nurse telling me about a scorpo hiding in her bath towel after getting out of the shower!) and reminding me that the temp can get up to 120 degrees in the monsoon season (not sure what we would do without winter), Doug and I spent a good part of the trip seriously asking ourselves if we could live in Tucson. We still have some unfinished business in New England, and I never thought living in the desert would be something we would *want* ... but it’s hard to ignore the siren song of the dry midday sun, unique community, red dirt, cool blue mornings, and strange flora and fauna of southern Arizona. Oh, and orange trees. Definitely orange tees. 🍊
It’s cloudy over the ocean, but the first day of spring is looking pretty swell! Welcome back from the underworld, Persephone. 🌸🌸🌸
Someone explain to me NICELY and SLOWLY why the HECK I live in CONNECTICUT
We made it to Arizona! First order of business with Papa— check the camper cams at Delta’s favorite place in the whole world, Camp Bow Wow, and laugh at this smiley nugget hippity hoppin. 9 days is simply too many days away from Delta 😭
We were supposed to head back to Connecticut today after a great week in Colorado, but in a rather unfortunate turn of events, both of my grandfathers have fallen ill in the last few days (one with a rare infection as a consequence from elective ear surgery to increase aural capacity, and another with pneumonia and loss of function in his right arm). We are hopeful but very unsure, as both of them are in their late 80s, so we are making a last minute reroute to Tucson Arizona tomorrow to help care for my Papa (pneumonia/loss of limb function/a very cool guy), and will hopefully then swing through Iowa to see my G-Pa (rare infection/hearing loss/also an extremely cool guy). The goal of these visits is to have FUN and make things BETTER instead of WORSE. :) in the meantime until our flight tomorrow am, we are chasing sunsets in the foothills... per usual.
The trees have eyes, and they are watching us. 👣👀also: Anyone know why some aspen tree bark is almost white, while other aspen tree bark is almost a dark tan or brown? 🤔 my running hypothesis is that trees at higher elevations are lighter, while trees at lower elevations are darker. But the internet is actually inconclusive on this one!
Someone (pretty sure it was @crd_jr
) once suggested I start my own philosophical academy in the Rocky Mountains where we read and hike and call it “Steph’s Peripatetic Alpine Academy” and now that I’m in the Rockies again I’m like, fuck grad school, let’s do THAT
We finally made it to Colorado (Beaver Creek Mountain, specifically). It’s been pretty electric tho— for the first time in my lifetime there has been a severe avalanche danger in the mountains, so much so that they are closing down highways and setting off controlled blasts so no cars get covered by accident 😬 however, it is making for some amazing ski conditions! There have been over 60 new inches of snowfall in the last week. Solid start to spring break. 😎 #vaillive
This is the way the world ends
You crank the organ grinder, I’ll dance
5 days until a Colorado spring break 😎 looking forward to a rompin good time in Beaver Creek and some much needed time away from New Haven. Can’t wait to turn off my Yale Brain™️ and become less of a dick to myself and others as a result of doing so!!
Walking along the shore, thinking about Detective Pikachu
Delta, per usual, is walking on thin ice.
Suppose that the famous ship sailed by the hero Theseus in a great battle has been kept in a harbour as a museum piece. As the years go by some of the wooden parts begin to rot and are replaced by new ones. After a century or so, all of the parts have been replaced. Is the "restored" ship still the same object as the original? If so: why? If not: when did it cease to be the original ship of Theseus?
Imagine the following: A perfectly rational hungry donkey stands between two identical hay piles. The donkey always chooses whichever hay is closest to him. Both piles are exactly the same distance apart, one on his right, one on his left, and they are identical in every way. Which pile of hay will the donkey choose to eat?