we took to the woods

The desert is really beautiful when the sun, so merciless, disappears and relieves the city and purples and pinks fill the sky. A marble replica of Venice’s Ponte di Rialto, which stands over the canal just below our balconies, almost glows. Yet these “piazzas” are ghostly empty, and dust covers all the stones; indeed the only thing missing is tumbleweed. Robert Venturi would sure get a kick out of this place.

Now for the weekend…