It has been raining off and on in Arizona for nearly three weeks now, and the hills I've become used to seeing in various shades of brown have suddenly sprung into a far more verdant hue.

I spent much of today in Sabino canyon (in Tucson, a good couple hours south of my abode) and the rocks were covered in moss. Someone missed the memo that this place is a desert.

Don't forget that there are three more comics coming this week in the next three days.

The buffalope tumbles along, its fur catching in the branches as it rises and falls again.

-Tyrus Peace