At Monument Valley

When Monument Valley came into view we’d resigned ourselves to somber, agitated weather—there wouldn’t be any spectacular Arizona Highways sunsets on this short visit.

I parked at a roadside lean-to and started a conversation with Travis, who was there selling his hand-made jewelry. The healing necklace I purchased for my wife, with its subtle turquoise hues, is as wonderful as the story Travis told me about how he pre-visualizes each crafted piece.

“Honest, Mister, I was just lookin’!”


Headlights search the thickening darkness as a family returns home to Monument Valley.

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