Snow is falling once again as I write this post to share the sites and sounds of my walk in Scottsdale last weekend. The blizzard warnings last week and the current storm blanketing the Front Range were book ends to the short trip. My husband was traveling for business to play in a charity golf tournament and I was delighted to tag along. Assured that spring had indeed arrived somewhere, Scottsdale did not disappoint. Although we’ve had intermittent days of warming sun and open windows in Colorado, tank tops and sandals are still premature.
This spontaneous trip was also the reason there were no recipes posted last week—am I the only one that needs a week to get ready to get away for a few days?
When we arrived we had to wait awhile for our room to be ready, so we found seats at the hotel pub to watch The Masters and refresh ourselves from travel. It seemed like the perfect time to try a mojito. Yes, it was my first mojito and I’m officially a fan.
Fine food and poolside warmth is enough to make a great weekend getaway, but the unexpected highlight for me was a long walk through the community by our resort. It was as though I met with spring, up close and personal, refreshed by the splendor of color, sound, and gentleness of its renewal. The birds were most remarkable, their chorus a constant companion. I’ve included a video so you could hear them—the video isn’t exciting, so you are welcome to just listen and imagine while you browse the remaining photos.
I hope you enjoy taking this walk with me in Scottsdale.
And a few more fun things to share …
Our first evening there, we enjoyed jumbo shrimp cocktail with a powerful horseradish sauce at Mastro’s Ocean Club, it was just the beginning of a superb meal.
Matt sinking a putt at the 18th, which was perfect timing for me to watch out the window while having lunch.
I ended my walk (and lunch) by treating myself to a piece flourless chocolate cake garnished with raspberries and whipped cream, so I will conclude with the same.