04/10/2026
Castle Update 🏰
The digging days are, apparently, eternal. This round: trenches—mercifully shallow—for drip irrigation. The desert demands hydration, and who am I to deny it its veins?
Enter Jay of Tuffy’s Contracting, still operating at a level that defies basic human biology. The man does not tire. He does not slow. He simply builds. I, meanwhile, supervise heroically… from a respectful distance.
Meanwhile, behind the scenes, the Castle is turning into a full-blown organism. I’m constantly amazed at what it takes to keep this place alive—plumbing, electrical, HVAC—all weaving through the walls in a kind of beautiful, chaotic choreography. I’ll share a shot from the Laundry/Utility room where it’s all still exposed… pipes, wires, ducts—absolute madness. And soon? Gone. Hidden behind plaster like it was never there.
In more… spicy news: I had to shoo away a rattlesnake yesterday. Just a little reminder that this is, in fact, the open desert and not a theme park. Future guests—watch your step. Seriously. It also reinforces why good lighting matters (safety andseduction), so I’ve brought in a landscape lighting designer to illuminate the grounds without killing the desert night magic.
But the desert giveth as well as it taketh—because the prickly pears are absolutely showing off right now. Blooms everywhere. Loud, unapologetic, and honestly a bit attention-seeking. I’ll post a photo so they can have their moment.
Jay and I also said goodbye to one of the four Aleppo pines. No clear cause of death—just one less tree standing. Unfortunate… but let’s be honest, I won’t miss it much. Not a desert native, drank water like it was on a mission, and frankly, I’m thrilled to be one step closer to retiring my daily “man with a hose” routine.
And finally… the clothing-optional pool area—now officially The Oasis—is coming into its own. The stone, the space, the energy… it’s all starting to feel right. And thanks to the already-installed snake-proof fencing, The Oasis should remain blissfully snake-free. As it should be.
Pool party energy is building.
Tucson heat, desert chic… and a little cheek.