Every year my company has its annual conference at the beautiful Westward Look Resort in Tucson. The resort is rich in history and the grounds are a treat to walk around. Here I discovered a rustic picnic area tucked away on one of the many paths that crisscross the acreage.
I'm a transplanted New Yorker who loves the Tucson climate. On New Year's Day I have a bit of fun calling my (snowbound) east coast friends to announce that I'm drinking coffee while sitting on my patio. (: