Today was spent on relaxing, then on housekeeping chores.  I went into town to get replacement bulbs for the front and rear blinkers of the motorhome, refill a prescription, and do some grocery shopping.  I also finished up photo processing of the images captured at the Cliff Dwellings National Monument and the Petrified Forest National Park (and Painted Desert).  Go back and check out those sections to see the images.

Betty spent her time cleaning the inside of the motorhome, which has gathered much dust in these dry locations.  The dust somehow works its way into the interior of everything.  The basement compartments of the motorhome have dust in them, even though I keep them locked shut.  The vehicles get dust inside and outside.  I prefer a place where dirt stays on the ground where it belongs.

Cottonwood portrays itself as a small town, but the traffic today in this small town was as hectic as any suburb of a big city.  Rude drivers make it hard to get onto the street or make a turn.  The speed limit is posted as 35 mph, but no one seems to pay any attention to that.

As I write this, a thunder storm has begun outside.  Perhaps it will wash some of the dust off the motorhome and Jeep.

We ate out for supper tonight.  We walked the few yards down Rt 89A to the Black Bear Diner.  I had never heard of it, but it is a chain headquartered in Redding, California.  Servings are huge and the prices low.  It began in 1995 in Shasta, California and has expanded into a chain of many diners.  Our waiter said it had spread far to the east, right up to Colorado Springs, Colorado.  At that rate, in another 100 years they might make it to Florida.  There is a sort of nostalgia theme, with the front and back of the menu being a reprint of a Cottonwood 1955 newspaper.  There are several ads on the back.   Seems you could get a Kodak movie camera, projector, and screen for only $99.50.

Top half of front page of menu at Black Bear Diner

Typical landscaping in Cottonwood.  Either grass will not grow or water is scarce.