Jim and I celebrated our first year anniversary on Sunday. He’s semi-retired and works at Oak Creek Golf Course because he loves to golf and working there gives him the perk of golfing for free. I enjoyed golfing twenty years ago, but after two back surgeries, I simply can’t swing and hit the ball anymore. So I’m relegated to the cart as the caddie. I drink a couple of beers and tell him where his ball went (when I’m not lost in a daydream). I listen to the birds and look at the green carpet of the course and marvel at the red rocks. When you live in the desert, you miss the greenery and deciduous trees of the midwest and east. This is our oasis.
After a round of golf on Sunday, we went to Geraldo’s Restaurant in Sedona for Italian food. I was thrilled with the Calamari and homemade ravioli. Jim got sick eating a pound of fresh mussels in garlic butter sauce and fresh bread. My glass of Tempranillo was delicious.