“Elections belong to the people.
It’s their decision
If they decide
To turn their back on the fire
And burn their behinds,
Then they will just have to sit
On their blisters.”
― Abraham Lincoln
Chose Uptown Sedona for a Summer Morning Walkabout.
It’s cool, quiet, and deserted except for an occasional person preparing to open the doors to display wares and services, or an early morning delivery truck.
These remind me of ” Tewa or Koyala ” a Rio Grande Clown that is often seen in Hopi Mesas. They are known for their boisterous conversations, immoderate actions, and gluttony. I’ve seen these tricksters around Sedona for many years. In fact I saw them in Phoenix on Saturday.
Check in on my familiar cornerstones. These bronzes have graced Uptown for some years now bearing graceful witness of all who have passed by.
With Signage mostly ignored.
There’s the whimsical, the fanciful, and the ironic art.
And way too much signage.
From ‘view’ areas I pause to look at the red rock beauties , exposing some three hundred and thirty million years of a rip roaring geological story right in my face. They provide me a great deal of reassurance with their familiarity and resilience, yet they constantly remind with their time storied stratum, change is constant. I never tire of spending time climbing over them and along the trails.
But this morning I walk Uptown. Those Red Rock Spirals, and well funded marketing campaigns, bring millions of people globally to Sedona every year.
It’s very dry this summer with no promise of rain. Stage Three Fire Restrictions in effect.
The morning moves forward, the temperatures begin to rise. a few stores are opening their doors. Time to go. A lovely quiet walk about, a loaf of bread from Wildflower, and some photos to share with you.
A safe and engaged month of July to each and everyone of you no matter from where on the globe you read this.