I first met Michael on a warm April’s evening in Los Angeles. When I hopped inside his car the first thing I noticed (apart from how handsome he was!) was that he had the heat on in the car. I know this sounds cheesy, but I swear I knew right then that we were meant to be together. I’m pretty sure we were the only two people who drove around balmy LA with their heat on!
Michael grew up in the desert, so it’s no wonder he likes to be warm, but there’s really no excuse for me. I grew up in rainy Washington State and should be used to cold and damp… but I’m not. We both like warm, dry, sunny weather. We’re like two lizards. It’s pretty astonishing that we’ve spent the past 12 years in London!
Red Rock Canyon is just a 5-minute drive from Michael’s parents’ house, and is a lizard’s paradise. It’s warm, it’s dry, and it’s covered in desert plants and pretty cacti. The enormous red rock formations are something out of this world, so beautiful and so grand as you stand at the base of them. I don’t know what it is about the desert, but in some bizarre way, it feels so much like home to me, and yet it could not be further from my original home.
We spent an afternoon exploring Red Rock with the kids last week. We talked a lot about the beautiful rock formations and how they were formed. We felt the crumbly red sandstone as we walked between boulders, brushed against a prickly cactus or two, and even found a stink beetle that threatened to spray us with its noxious juice. And of course we searched for lizards; it’s the boys favourite pastime. Easton recently told us that, after this year of travel, he would like to live somewhere where lizards live. I think he may be on to something there. : )