Today Diane chose Vail as a destination so we could visit the “Four Arrows Garden” nursery. I suspect there’s story behind the Four Arrows, but I failed to ask what it might be. So, if you’re really curious, let me know and I’ll make something up.

I, personally, did not see one thing that would make me think about arrows but that doesn’t mean anything. I miss a lot of clues to mysteries like this. We may never know what the story is but we can certainly speculate. Not now, though. Perhaps another time.

Diane was looking for some native plants that we can take home with us and see how long it takes for them to shrivel up and die. That may not happen because she got good advice from the lady who helped her. I didn’t listen to what they talked about so I can’t take credit for whatever happens to the new plants, good or bad. I think I’ll be optimistic about their survival, and I’ll be sure to report the results to you all. If I remember.

Vail is only about 15 miles from the Bone Yard so it was a quick trip, both ways. Max was a little bummed when we got off the I-10 freeway heading east because he was looking forward to a trip to El Paso. He calmed down a little after I explained that going that far isn’t in the plan. Maybe one of our future trips will take that direction again. I doubt it, but it could happen.

We’re back in the bus and dinner is done. In a little while we’ll get busy on getting rid of one nite nite.

On that note, nite, nite.