They fill our days and our nights.

You're never alone in the desert.




















 

IT'S WAY TOO BRIGHT AND QUIET HERE AT THIS SACRED PLACE!

If your accommodations don't come with a cattle drive, you could be paying too much.
I realized today that "Sedona" is "anodes" spelled backwards. Coincidence? I think so!

We figured out why we don't feel vortices. We're loud people. I carry a metal water can, a stick, and a camera, and each one is a percussion instrument. It's more likely that the vortices feel me. When I finally calm down my quivering, echoing accessories and the silence descends, Annie remarks on it. The Jeep tours complain that we drown out the engines and give us our money back.

Hello, cowboy.

Ever alert, especially while napping, I knew the yipees and ki-yays were coming from outside my head.

I changed immediately, out of my afternoon pajamas into my afternoon pants, to investigate. These caballeros de caballos, these señors de vaca, they are stuffed with lore.

I detected cowboy sign:

He rode off before the sunset. Unorthodox.

Annie has been confined to the barn for several days because of her bad back. I waited on her hoof and mouth for a few minutes, then I went out.

Ancient Pueblo irrigation canal.

The nation that lived in this area about a thousand years ago is commonly called Sinagua ("without water"), but that seems wrong. Lookit the water!

Montezuma's Well

Montezuma's Well from space.

Pueblo

Benchmark. Modern artifact.

My friend, Rob of Look Out, It's Evil!, introduced me to Krazy Kat once we got here. I've been reading the strips and I'm beginning to talk funny, Jinja Snep!