I was lucky enough to get out of town for 12 days and head south to Sedona Arizona with my compadre Leslie and her dachshund, Louie. Seasoned travelers, all of us, we took Leslie’s car because it’s a Toyota Highlander, has Sirius radio and drives like a dream. There’s a lot of wide open spaces between Virginia City Montana and Arizona. Yeah, like Utah. America the beautiful never rang so true as it did along Highway 89.
Flowers and grey clouds.
Louie our mascot.
Mystic Hot Springs, Utah
Monument Valley Tribal National Park.
West Mitten with Tribal flags.
Enchantment Village in Sedona.
From the Mariposa Restaurant (exquisite) at sunset in Sedona.
More magic with an early morning buck in the front yard.
Stunning Kuan Yin.
Sleeping orange Buddha.
Merlin in front of Whole Foods, Sedona.
Prickly Pear Margaritas from the cactus I picked in the yard. True to its name, the little needles were everywhere and I made syrup from the juice. Hurts so good.
On the red road again.
Love the wide open spaces.
Our friends, friend, made this. Happy Trails!