Posts tagged May 2020
Day 77 - A Calm Sunset

We took a break from dismantling the Center, to walk up along Sunset Trail in Posse Grounds Park just above Ruth’s house, to catch a view of the low sun hitting Brins Mesa. I love the desert. It’s stark and hard and strong and quiet.

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Day 75 - Crusty Man, Salty Hat

I decided to go for an early morning 8-mile trail run amongst the red rocks and cacti. Here in Sedona, it’s often more of a scramble than a run but I did see mountain bike marks along the route so I figured what the heck, if a bike can cover it, I can run it. Right? When I started, it was 74 degrees. When I finished, it was 92.

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Day 73 - Holiday Crowds in Sedona

It seems like all of Phoenix has come up here to the high desert for the weekend to escape the heat and find water to sit in. At noon it took almost 15 minutes to travel three blocks. With the sun, heat, and dry air, COVID-19 is just not an issue. Or so it seems.

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Day 70 - Scary City San Francisco

We visited Eleanor & Matt in the middle of San Francisco. It was nice to see that most people were wearing masks, even outside. But it was also just a wee bit scary. We did not see people being carted off. We did not hear coughing. What we saw was a city try to ease, ever so gingerly, out of lockdown before its citizens go crazy from the pressure. We’re not all meant to be astronauts, hanging out in a tin can 100 miles above Earth for a year.

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Day 69 - Lost Coast, Found Friends

The drive down 199 to the coast is one of my favorites. Right where the highway meets the ocean is a stand of Redwoods that I like to visit each time I do this drive. This time, the stand was closed but we were able to park our car and just walk in - the only humans around. It was beautiful. Without humans, the undergrowth was in lush bloom; nobody spreading dust from SUV’s and nobody picking the flowers. I felt like a trespasser. [More Photos…]

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Day 67 - New Amazonia

Gallery: When I was downtown the other day, there was a really strange contrast between the busy, lively tent cities around Pioneer Square, and the almost eerie emptiness of the New Amazonia (as I call it), just a few blocks away.

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