Heat and light. Midday running along Phoenix sidewalks. There is always something in bloom. The dryness makes things easier. Any measure of humidity begins to pull energy out to meet the moisture. Phoenix can feel like its giving you power merely by being so dry and bright. The added arrogance of irrigation provides the illusion that explosions of life are constant in the desert. Running past Golf courses. Decadence. Lush organic carpets glued to the natural hardpan & dust underneath. The dirt, ironweed and scrub that would return the minute that money and manicuring turn their backs. Past Frank Lloyd Wright
