sedona

my friend sahra and i planned to go to havauspai falls this weekend - but due to the monsoon season and the fear of flash flooding, we instead spent a few nights camping and traveling around the areas a little south of the grand canyon. our first night was spent in sedona (cottonwood to be exact) and in the morning we hiked around a little. by hike, i mostly mean walked, and walked slowly. sahra lost her shoe in the creek and so we continued along the creek and path nearby for a little while and turned around when the path was getting too difficult/hot for her to walk on without shoes. mostly i feel like if i never go back to sedona in my life i won't really be sad about it - i kept thinking about the hills / laguna beach and how sedona would fit perfectly into an MTV reality-drama about rich high school kids. only instead of their parents being lawyers, their parents would be psychics and fortune tellers.

there are trees in sedona with leafs - and that's nice. it felt good to feel the sunshine through the leaves, in spotted patterns across my eyes and face. it made me wish i was laying in frick park.