Barn, Pine AZ
I'm not normal.
Some folks who know me are laughing, I know.
Think about it, though. Normal people, on the weekend of December 15, are baking cookies, writing Christmas cards, decorating or [cringe] shopping. Many of them are even enjoying themselves.
My hostess in Pine Friday night was in fact baking cookies. I don't know her well enough yet to predict whether she thinks of herself as normal. No disrespect is intended. Some of my best friends are normal.
After spending the night in luxury in Pine AZ, my friend Greg and I slogged around in the winter wonderland there, and in nearby Strawberry and points north. At one point I was cruising through snow above my knees. Fabulous. My new Sorel boots were pretty great, too.
All the way home I was thinking of Sedona in the snow. I couldn't resist heading up on Sunday.
There was about a foot of snow in the West Fork of Oak Creek Canyon, just a handful of people, and very few footprints further up the canyon. I have a weakness for fresh snow piled up on rocks in the running creek.
Sunset and Clearing Storm, Sedona
After a snack and hot chocolate at the remarkable Indian Gardens, the sunset and clearing storm over Mount Wilson was breathtaking.
Who needs normal? Just don't be looking for a holiday card from me this year.
More images from this winter are on the website.