Yesterday I updated my status on Facebook calling on any of my friends to write about what it means to them to live in Scottsdale, Arizona, or what they liked most about it. Audrey Heald, who has been out of the country for the past two years teaching in Japan, contributed the following:
Things like running over the hard-packed desert ground in the cool of early morning, when bunny rabbits and families of quail are still out finding breakfast; or hiking Camelback Mountain, or Squaw Peak, or Pinnacle Peak, or South Mountain, or Shaw Butte, or any of the numerous others in Phoenix’s mountain preserves, smiling at the other outdoors-loving people out doing the same thing. High-end shopping and gourmet dining are here in abundance as well (though that could be a tick mark in either column of the tally sheet), and the lush four- and five-diamond resorts and spas draw clientele from around the world to experience the very best in golf and pampering. Everyone says it’s a desirable destination; I guess it just depends what you’re looking for.
The desert truly is a wonderful environment teeming with an abundance of life that you may not be familiar with in your part of the country.