There is NO Arizona

...as the song would say. Or at least not the way I remembered it in a month of May!!! Troels and I got there late last Tuesday night (after avoiding a few gigantic elks on the way - welcome home :))....to wake up in the morning finding out that Flagstaff had all been snowed over that Monday....that was, of course, after I'd decided that I was in Arizona and that it was time to wear a dress no matter what. Haa silly silly Frenchie :D We didn't notice the snow at first, because it had mostly melted on the south side of town - where the Foremans live. But my oh my! The north side. hehe. Fun time dancing around in the snow in a sun dress :)