The photo above is of a slot canyon which, as you can see, is a path between high walls that are close together created by millions of years of weather-rain and wind and surging water. It’s a great experience to walk through them until you come to a giant boulder wedged between the two walls or a tree trunk which we did three times. I slid over a boulder one time and couldn’t get a foothold or anything to hang on to so I ended up falling on my back on what was, lucky for me, sand. At another Boulder I had to link my fingers together for Maurice to use as a step to get over and then he he grabbed both of my hands to pull me up and over. Thank God, we had each other.

The entrance to the slot canyon. When I looked at the photo I was surprised to see a robed of figure with a pumpkin head holding a divining rod. I had been looking for ancient Indian drawings but I don’t think they did this. I think Mother Nature did it.

Pretty flowers outside of the canyon against some of those incredible red rock structures.

After The Storm

There was a huge thunderstorm in the Phoenix area the other day with flooded streets and trees and telephone poles fallen in the streets. There were pretty skies afterwards as the sun set but first….

A cute frog on a fountain of a friend in Tucson.

Got a bit of a sauhauro cactus in the foreground.

One more view futher on.

Now, we are off to Utah.


While we were in Prescott, Arizona, we went on a hike on what was once a railroad track and now the Peavine Hiking Trail. It runs along Watson Lake and some fantastic rock formations.

We saw wild flowers.

Wild morning glories.

Sights of the Lake here and there. It’s unusally hight this year due to a month of rain.DSC07758
And rock formations like this looking like a scene in a science fiction movie.

Desert Light

I spent over three hours at a dentist today. Good times. So, I am just going to post two photos taken this morning before I went. Hard to beat morning light.

A flower seen on a bush around here. I used to know what it was called.

Another cactus flower but with the sun at that great autumn slant.

On The Road

Maurice and I are in the States, and, as I write this, in Arizona to visit my Mom and go to a high school graduation. Then we are doing several other trips while here-lots of driving. So, anything to do with France will not be here.

A cactus flower in bloom with a busy bee blurred with movement.

A sunrise in Prescott, Arizona, from our hotel room.

In Prescott, we stayed at a historic hotel called the Hassayampa (named after a nearby river with an Indian name). It has two resident ghosts but I never saw or felt them. I loved the lobby.

This and That

My grandsons in Switzerland may not believe in the Easter Bunny, but that doesn’t stop them from eating Easter Candy.

The youngest eating a white chocolate bunny.

I think this one likes candy. He wore those sunglasses all day for some reason.

I went to Dallas for three days to see my other son, my daughter and their children. I was in the car a lot, as is often the case in Dallas, and took this photo from the front seat while my son was driving. It makes me happy to live in a city where I can take the metro or bus and very seldom use a car

I then headed to Arizona to stay with my Mother who is doing incredibly well considering my Dad died in November. I think the final year of her life was harder on her than I realized. We didn’t do much but one day we did drive up north from Phoenix to Prescott where we used to live and where I went to high school. This photo is of Thumb Butte and I wish I had gotten a different angle of it. I once even climbed to the top on a path behind it. Lots of memories in Prescott. We passed a house that was once ours and, on impulse, stopped the car, rang the doorbell and told the lady who answered that we used to live there. She very nicely invited us in and showed us around. We both remembered it as much larger, as memory will often do to you. The lady bought the house from my parents in the early 70’s and there she still was. I didn’t really want to stop but I’m glad we did. Mom really enjoyed it.

This is the only photo I took of any cactus in Arizona. There were some varieties beautifully blooming but I never got to get close enough for a photo except for this one in my mother’s neighborhood.