Our long road home passed through Sedona, where we and our dogs rested for a day before facing the second day of travel, a grueling 13 hour drive to our final destination.  We’ve been to Sedona a few times before so we know what a fantastic place it is, surrounded by awe-inspiring red-rock canyons  that create a mystical atmosphere all their own.  It’s hot in the summer, but the altitude tempers the dry heat and a cool breeze  blows after sunset.  Sedona is a hip town,  with art, healing vortexes , great food, and lots of outdoorsy, hippie folks.  Wherever you look you’ll see bronze suntans and beautiful legs,  from lots of mountain hiking. We were re-energized the moment we completed the winding descent from Flagstaff to Sedona.  It’s not a drive for the faint of heart, but it’s worth every mile… so beautiful!

How could we not feel re-energized in such a setting?

The last evening in Sedona found me worrying about the drive home.  Will the dogs be OK? Will the drive be too hot?  Will the car break down in the middle of nowhere?  I was contemplating these issues in the backyard with a couple of dogs close by competing for attention, unaware of my state of mind.  Suddenly, the most amazing and long-lasting shooting star crossed the sky in front of me!  It was so brilliant that I lost my breath for a few seconds and couldn’t say a word, but when I finally screamed for Phil the show was over.  I’ve seen many  shooting stars in the past, but none like my Sedona Shooting Star.  I’m not a mystical person, quite the contrary, but the beautiful view of that meteor crossing North to South soothed my mind.  It was a good omen for the remaining journey home.   And home is where we are…

…with the Bewitching Kitchen back in full swing, so stay tuned for recipes!   😉

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