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My trip to Arizona
Dec. 27th, 2007 12:57 pmI've been meaning to write about my trip to Arizona last month--my Dad sent me the pictures a few weeks ago but I've been so busy, I haven't gotten much chance to write. I flew into Phoenix two days before Thanksgiving and my Dad picked me up for the two-hour drive north to Sedona. Phoenix is in the southern half of the state where it's much warmer because the elevation is about 4,000 feet lower. Hence the lovely palm trees:
This was right from the highway.
And:
I felt as though I were back in Florida--ahhh, lovely palm trees, harbingers of warmth and light. However my favorite icon of southern Arizona was the everpresent saguaro cacti--they're the cacti that you see in Road Runner cartoons and in Westerns, the ones that stand straight up and tall.
They're protected in Arizona--you can't cut one down without permission.
One thing I love about Arizona is how Western it is--Nevada is right next door (it's about a half-day's drive to Las Vegas) and Phoenix is not too far from the California border. California! I was born there in Coronado but I haven't been back too many times--I don't even remember San Diego although I have been to San Francisco (where I was baptized) 4-5 times. In my mind the state is almost myth--it was indescribably cool to see signs that said:
I mean, look at that! I could've driven to Los Angeles!
( It never rains in Northern Arizona... )
( You'll seeeeeeee Amarillo--GalLUP, New Mexico! Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Winona... )
On the way back I got some lovely, evocative shots of this gorgeous state, but this was my favorite:
Western Moon
This was right from the highway.
And:
I felt as though I were back in Florida--ahhh, lovely palm trees, harbingers of warmth and light. However my favorite icon of southern Arizona was the everpresent saguaro cacti--they're the cacti that you see in Road Runner cartoons and in Westerns, the ones that stand straight up and tall.
They're protected in Arizona--you can't cut one down without permission.
One thing I love about Arizona is how Western it is--Nevada is right next door (it's about a half-day's drive to Las Vegas) and Phoenix is not too far from the California border. California! I was born there in Coronado but I haven't been back too many times--I don't even remember San Diego although I have been to San Francisco (where I was baptized) 4-5 times. In my mind the state is almost myth--it was indescribably cool to see signs that said:
I mean, look at that! I could've driven to Los Angeles!
( It never rains in Northern Arizona... )
( You'll seeeeeeee Amarillo--GalLUP, New Mexico! Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Winona... )
On the way back I got some lovely, evocative shots of this gorgeous state, but this was my favorite:
Western Moon
