A close friend and I were moaning about surviving another June in Tucson, with no relief from the flat sky days and single digit humidity, when we were given the idea of putting together a women's getaway at her 3 acres in the White Mountains. And...it happened last weekend. We drove up the weekend before to clean, throw together some tables and build a safe firepit.
Abut 20 program gals drove up, bringing sleeping bags, tents, camping chairs and FOOD. We had campfire meetings under awesome starry skies, celebrated some June sobriety birthdays and returned to the desert floor Sunday afternoon, proclaiming we'd do it again soon.
I don't know which was better, the planning and work before the event or the weekend itself. Even had we been rained out, the trip was worth it. One of my favorite things were the six mornings I got to watch the very first hints of dawn grow into new days.
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