I don’t know why I love you
But I do.
These days that tune is everywhere on TV in an Expedia ad. It’s a sentiment that might as easily apply to many other things: the red rock of Sedona, for example.
It’s been a few years since we’ve been here, but the red rock endures. And I love it. It never gets old.
Our walk was a 3.6-mile loop around Courthouse Butte and Bell Rock. Like most desert hikes, it was mostly up and down, down and up. In that distance I learned that although the red rock never gets old, sometime in the last few years I did. Whew.
Isabel – when I see pictures like these I often wonder how many other people have stood in the same spot and taken a similar picture.
Looking back from the north side of Bell Rock towards Chimney Rock is also another great picture and vista.
John – Indeed. And I’ve stood in the same spot and taken pictures before, too. Somehow I still couldn’t resist.
Isabel
You’re not old yet. As long as you can continue to be amazed by such sights, you’re not old.
You might be someday…but not yet.
Tom
Tom – Well, that’s a happy perspective and I take your point. My calf muscles, however, seem to be ancient. 🙂
Well, I know what you mean about sore muscles.
Last night was our annual Music Festival gala, which I emcee.
I had also purchased two boxes of wine (24 bottles) to be sold there. In addition, a school band that was performing didn’t have a set of drums so I had to take mine for them.
I’m paying up for all the lugging today!
Tom
Tom – Talk about not being old . . . 🙂
Don’t know why they call similar stuff more northerly “Bad Lands”.
Barbara – Well, I wouldn’t want to make a living off either stretch of land – except maybe from tourists. Beautiful but tough.
Sign. Excellent! Sadly, it says it all.
Barbara – If only it showed the cramping calf muscles, too . . .