As you drive through Oak Creek Canyon, you’ll see a sign for Ensinoso Park. There, if you stop your car and walk down the hill you’ll find this secret place. I’ve visited when it is dressed in winter white and fall gold, but nothing is so startling as the passionate green of summer, when the…
I arose early, seeking to experience the dock in the solitude of a Sunday morning. Later, there would be boats moored to each side, and fisherman throwing out a line, and honeymooning couples strolling arm-in-arm along its length. But for now it was quiet, content, satisfied in just being. Sometimes we feel like a dock,…
It was low tide on a sunny day, and we ventured far out on the rocks, searching the life left by the waves. Hidden in the cracks, just visible here, we found thousands of tiny white mussels, fed by the surging waves that were channeled into the crevices between the granite boulders. How did these…
Once upon a time, a millionaire of immense wealth decided to retire from business. He built a huge estate and in one small room off his library he kept his hats of leisure: a boater for the concerts given on the Aeolian pipe organ in his billiards room, a jockey’s hat for riding along his…
I started the walk before dawn, collecting clouds as I went. Wispy ones darted in and out of the red rock formations; others nestled in puddles after midnight rains. The pine needles had felted into heavy mats that softened the ground beneath my feet. They created soft nests for windfalls of storm-blown pine cones. The…
This is one of my favorite Sedona memories. I awoke to discover a surprise snowstorm had dumped a foot of snow in Sedona! I grabbed my camera and dived outside, wanting to catch the sun on the snow. What a glorious morning!
“I want to be able to live without a crowded calendar. I want to be able to read a book without feeling guilty, or go to a concert when I like.” Golda Meir Golda Meir, Prime Minister of Israel for ten years and active in public service all of her life was described as strong-willed,…
Noise is on my mind recently. I’m convinced that we endure too much of it in honor of our existence here on earth. Sometime it is the raucous chatter of politicians or the screech of advertising pushing aside real words to gain our attention for…