Looking Back

I was going through my 2017 photos to try and pick a favorite but don’t really have one. I just have photos that mainly bring back good memories. I picked out over 20 but may have to spread it out over several posts.

We went to the States in January. We visited the Grand Canyon in Arizona,

and Sante Fe in New Mexico,

and the White Sands Monument in New Mexico.

We went to the Maldives for my birthday.

A trip to Venice with a lot of Spritzs to drink.

We did part of the Camino de Santiago in May where I took this photo of a cow at dawn. It was very difficult for me, my first and last time, but Maurice is ready for more.

We went to England to watch some tennis and made a stop in London while there.

I spent the rest of the year in the States, mostly with my mother but visiting with my children before coming home in December.

I don’t know if this is my favorite photo but I do love the optical illusion of this building in hilly Montmartre.

I wish you all a Happy and Healthy New Year for 2018. Thanks for making me a part of your lives.

Deset Garden

I am back in Paris but have this saved post from Arizona.

I’ve been reading about the Phoenix Desert Botanical Garden for some time and the other evening Maurice and I went there right before sunset to escape walking around in the sun and hoping to get good light for photos.

There was a butterfly pavillion and we saw many, including this one with neon green in its wings. I was surprised to be able to see the screen behind it through the wings.

The best shot I got with evening light with one of the McDowel Mountains in the background.

Cactus all over the place, planted there along well tended paths.

Pretty architectural details.

Strange sajuaro head-not often seen.

Art work in the light after the sun set.

I would love to be here when they do Christmas lights.

There was a full moon although this sort of looks like the sun. One of these days I hope to get a good shot of the moon with my iPhone.


Sedona, Arizona is known as a place of vortex by those into New Age where a special energy exists. When I was in high school, many moons ago, Sedona was a sleepy little town with a few New Age shops selling crystals and a few artists. It is now a major stop for tourists and there are special tours taking you to the place where the vortex is strongest. I’m not sure if I believe it but it’s interesting.

I was sort of tempted to get a tour to a vortex but the helicopter would have been better. I didn’t do either.

Outside of Sedona, a bridge crossing Oak Creek Canyon.

There’s Oak Creek down below.

I just liked this sign.

It’s always nice to see pumpkins in October. I always know it is really Autumn when I start seeing them.


There is a beautiful area north of Phoenix, almost up to Flagstaff full of red sandstone mountains and stone and the main town there is called Sedona. I thought that was a lovely name and looked up the source and it turns out to be named after the wife of the first postmaster in the area and her mother had made the name up. I went to Sedona, a two hour drive, hoping to see some autumn leaves but we were too early. The leaves were just on the edge of turning plus, everything looked really dry. I guess I won’t be seeing any golden leaves this year. I even drove a little further up from Sedona to look at an area called Slide Rock. I used to go there when I was in high school and you could slide down smooth rocks in the cool water. It was a nice way to cool down in the hot summers. Today though, it is a State Park and you have to pay $10 to park and explore the area. Being cheap, I skipped it.

Here you can see the red of the rocks again the blue of the sky.

The rock formations reminded me a lot of those we saw in Utah.

The green of trees and pine trees added a nice splash of color too.

On top of one hill is the Chapel of the Holy Cross. It’s really lovely and full of tourists. It was built in the 50’s with input from Frank Lloyd Wright.


I’m pretty sure most people know that Scottsdale, where I am with my Mom, is a suburb of Phoenix, the capitol of Arizona. Maurice and I made a quick excurtion there just to look around at the downtown.

Our first stop was the Saint Mary Basilica built at the end of the 1800’s which doesn’t seem that old after visiting churches in Europe. It was pretty small but in beautiful shape. Pope John Paul had visited there.

The statue of a young Jesus had actual clothes on it, something I have only seen in Europe.


This was the pretty entrance into a park behind Saint Marys.

We made a quick stop just into the lobby of the science museum where there was a giant telescope, microscope and a blinking eye. It looked rather surreal.

Back in Scottsdale the next morning there were clouds catching the rays of the rising sun. I love clouds.

Sunrise, Sunset

I am still out every morning doing my walk. This whole area around my Mom’s place is paved with walkways away from the streets which is nice.

There was a full moon the other day, the Harvest Moon which usually occurs in September but this year was in October, so called because it occurs near the Autumn Solstice. I had forgotten to check it out the night before but at dawn, when I went out to walk, I noticed that it was really light and that I didn’t need my flash light and thought at first there was a bright street light but then realized that it was the full moon, lighting my way.

I’ve been going through my Mom’s photos and found this one of me. Mom can’t remember how old I was when it was taken. I’m guessing two or three months. I guess now days they would have to put an iPhone in the baby’s hands to be authentic.

Starbucks on dawn. The guy sitting there in the blue shirt is Maurice. He has finally arrived sick and with jet lag, but here. It’s been a long time.