Our time in Tucson was divided between traveling down memory lane (Bob's parents used to live here), visiting the Arizona Sonoran Desert Museum and exploring places to possibly retire or at least spend winters.
Sedona was another trip down memory lane. The city of Sedona itself has grown into something I don't recognize any more but the red rock formations are as beautiful as ever.
A trip to Sedona wouldn't be complete without visiting Jerome an old mining town turned art town set on the side of a mountain. The town is filled with art galleries and artist studios. The old abandoned high school as been turned over to the art community for artist studios. What a joy!
The Grand Canyon was even more beautiful under a blanket of snow.
Beware of the mountain lions!
Our time in St. George was equally filled with exploring the red rocks and canyons. The trees were blooming with beautiful spring flowers and the daffodils were in bloom. What a great time to see Zion we thought. Once again we were greeted with changing weather - fog - snow and sunshine. I had never seen Zion with snow and it was as beautiful as the Grand Canyon. Maybe moving to a warm climate isn't what we are meant to do. Snow is so pretty to look at. Too bad it requires shoveling.
While gone our son Scott said it was sunny and warm at home. Today as I write this it is snowing. There is no escaping it.