I'll get straight to the point and tell you that JB and I have just spent five weeks in Sedona Arizona, with our dog Mattie, at the sweetest casita nestled in the woods  next to a creek.

We took a long week to drive there cross-country, with Mattie in the back seat, and stopping to visit our grandson Ryan at the University of Richmond in Virginia and our friends in Birmingham Alabama.

On our way, we spent 30 freezing hours in our car on a frozen highway in Louisiana--us and 300 other cars and trucks at a standstill because an unforeseen ice storm prevented anything, especially 18 wheeler trucks, from moving even an inch. We spent a frigid night in our car, with vehicles all around us but with no word what had happened or how long we'd be stranded. By the next morning, some folks emerged from their cars and trucks, offering food and water, and by noon, the sheriff's department arrived with 5 gallons of gas, for anyone who needed it,  since there were now dozens of cars out of gas. By one o'clock sandwiches arrived, and by 2:30 we were finally able to drive again, I should explain that the state of Louisiana apparently has no snow plows--none!--so even though the ice had melted, it was still a messy slippery drive to our next stop. 

But back to Sedona. It was wonderful. JB and I went in search of a spiritual journey of sorts: we meditated, felt the uplifting energy of Sedona's red rock vortexes, we got massages and Korean foot treatments, we ate healthy food, and we spent our mornings doing art projects. I also ended up in the hospital on a cardiac unit (I'm okay!) but that's another story.

If you have never been to Sedona, its mountains and red rocks are majestic and unique in all the world. I couldn't take my eyes off them, and they are everywhere we looked. I should share a zillion photos, but here's a snippet. I'll write more about our trip, but here's a start. 

Love kj