Date Night

Wednesday morning Bill sent me an email, asking if we could have a date night that evening, with just the two of us going out to dinner. Wasn’t that sweet?

We decided to make the trek to Tombstone to one of our favorite restaurant’s, Johnny Ringo’s. The food is always good there, the service is always excellent, and best of all, it is a quiet restaurant. No televisions or music blaring and the building doesn’t echo when it is full of people (which it rarely has been since we started going there). Bill ordered steak (what else?) and I ordered an avocado salad and a plain backed potato with a side of salsa. The waitress later said she had never seen anyone put salsa on a baked potato before! Really?

The sun was going down as we drove the 20 miles to Tombstone and I tried taking some pictures of the magnificent views with my cell phone. Normally I am very pleased with the pictures it takes, but it just wasn’t able to handle the speed of the car combined with the darkness of the sky.

sunset on the Mule Mountains

This is looking east towards the Mule Mountains. I should have zoomed in a bit in order to capture more of the mountains in the distance rather so much of the desert up close. The pinks and purples were fantastic, though.

sunset on the Huachuca Mountains

Looking back west towards Sierra Vista and the Huachuca Mountains.

sunset on the Mule Mountains

East again, across the San Pedro River Valley and to the Mule Mountains. See the silvery tree line across the center? That is the San Pedro River. Even though this is quite pixilated, I kind of like it!

sunset on the Huachuca Mountains

West again, as the sun sets completely behind the Huachuca Mountains. That isn’t really a plane in the upper left, but a star.

All in all, an enjoyable evening, even if we did end it with a quick stop at Wal-mart on our way home. When we arrived home, Copper let us know that she wasn’t impressed with our desertion and we were required to sit on the couch and give her a massive dose of attention. David said she sat at the garage door and meowed for quite some time while we were gone and then settled down on the floor by the door until we came home. Obviously David is not a suitable substitute!

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