Sedona…you have bewitched me.
First, with your red rocks that seemingly popped up out of nowhere as we turned a corner of Hwy 179. The drive up I-17 from Phoenix was beautiful, but nothing like seeing you in the distance. Va-va-va-voom!
After our first meeting, I knew you were special and I was drawn to more than your just physical beauty. I breathed better when I was surrounded by you. I felt better when I was ensconced in you. And your climate? Is Just. My. Type. Warm (not hot!) during the day with little humidity, cool in the shade, and even cooler at night. Hubba-hubba.
I took so many pictures of you that I felt stalker-ish. I’ll never forget the first sunset we shared. It was magical.
After the sun dipped below the horizon, you turned colors that took my breath away.
There is a haze that settles down in your nooks and crannies and lends a softness to your landscape.
Towards the end of our first meeting, you were a bit of diva, insisting the spotlight be turned on you.