See that photo of the soccer ball sized tumble weeds made of Cottonwood fluff? No? Oh, right. I forgot my camera. And yes, I could hear Sweetheart G's voice in my head saying "Mom! You should always have your camera!"
Isn't this phenomenon supposed to happen the other way? Isn't she supposed to hear my voice in her head reminding her of the valuable life lessons I am supposed to be teaching her? Gah! Why did I think there would be nothing to photograph in the Costco parking lot? Obviously I am denser than the average nut.