A lot of people are unaware that there are still remote places in the United Sates. Quartzite is one of them. It’s really just a wide strip of freeway in the desert east of Los Angeles where there are a couple of gas stations and a few local businesses that thrive for a few months each winter and struggle the rest of the year. In winter the climate is pleasant, cool or even cold at night, warm and sunny during the day. In summer it’s hot at night and blazing during the day. There’s not much in the way of services here.
So yesterday we drove 75miles north to take our dog Izzy to the vet.
She had injured herself, fortunately not seriously. The vet prescribed an anti-m and rest. Now that’s she’s feeling better the rest part is hard.
On our way back we stopped in the town of Parker at an office supply store to get printer cartridges. They didn’t have what we needed. When I asked if there was another office supply store in town, everyone in the shop started laughing. So we headed back to Quartzite where there is a lot of rocks and weird stuff for sale, but nothing so mundane as printer cartridges.
These whips caught my eye. If they’d had one that was smaller and daintier, I might not have been able to restrain myself.
Mostly though what there is here is rocks.
And a freewheeling approach to life.
