sun & snow in Sedona
We caught an early flight on a crisp, chilly Portland morning. Bound for Sedona, Arizona, where warm, weathered and ancient red rock rises into an almost unnaturally blue sky; where winter sun hurls long shadows over vast landscapes; where acres become miles of hay-pale grasses and scrub and cactus stained blue-grey-green. They grow clouds like mountains here, Everest-high, brilliant blooming white. This is a dramatic and stirring place. It can also be profoundly quiet. Peaceful. Ancient cultures have left enduring marks on cliff walls and, it would seem, in the rocks themselves. In the silence, you feel them here. There is a wildness, an untamable beauty, a largeness of scale that puts us humans in our place. It feels so good to come down to our true size. You can do that here and never feel less for it.
We arrived in Phoenix and drove 2 hours north to Sedona, elevation between 4,000 and 5,000 feet. (Hikes will take you higher still.) Soon after arriving, the snow began to fall. Beautiful! This trip was going to be cold, very cold. But we were ready for it.
We received great news when we checked in!
We were to have an outdoor, open-to-the-stars shower!
One and a half feet in…
(Indoor plumbing came with the package too.)
First couple days we stayed close to “home,” wandering the little town streets, the completely charming arts and crafts market Tlaquepaque, slipping into galleries and shops to thaw our noses.
I’m sure you’ve guessed – we’ve also eaten very well. A little too well and less exercise than we’re used to. We’ll pay for this.
Food-wise, the highlight has been the Sunday brunch at the place where we’re staying. I’m not always a huge fan of brunches. This was phenomenal. The setting was beautiful, overlooking a tree-rimmed creek, the sun shining through our southern facing windows so warm now they were rolled open. Creek rushing, ducks quacking, gentle breeze lifting the curtains, and the most extensive, gorgeous array of foods to fill our plates with.
Mimosas and plenty of water.
I’ll detail later what these good people fed us, but several of the salads were so delicious and out-of-the-ordinary, that you can expect to see some recreations posted here.
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We walked around the snowy town in mittens and hiking boots. Too cold to be out for long. The eyes wanted so badly to linger.
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The next day temperatures warmed a bit and we headed for the river and the red rock and the falling sun…
There is so much I’d dearly love to share with you. Sadly the process of uploading photos here is painfully slow. (I mean excruciating!) And even after great lengths of time, only occasionally was I successful in the end. I’m resigned to sending you these few.
I’m in search of another location to post from. If you don’t hear from me again in a day or two, it’ll be Thursday.
Hope you’re all well and happy wherever you find yourselves.
See you soon!