Monday, January 5, 2009

Cottonwood, AZ

My dad lives in Cottonwood, AZ, which is a little town in the Verde Valley about an hour south of Flagstaff, the town where I grew up. Rusty and I made the eight hour drive out there the day after Christmas for a visit. I hadn't been in a few years and it's always strange to find myself in a place so incredibly different from Long Beach and to still feel so connected to it.

Here are some photos from the adventure. Click for full size:

Sedona red rocks and me in my feather earrings.

Sedona red rocks.

Montezuma Castle (ancient Sinagua Indian ruins in Camp Verde, AZ).

Me and my handsome boyfriend.

At Tuzigoot, another Sinagua Indian ruin.

We brought Rusty's gun collection and did some shooting out on Mingus Road.

I always like visiting Northern Arizona, but I'm always glad to be back. I guess it kind of freaks me out to think about how different my life would be if I had stayed in AZ at 12 instead of moving to Southern California with my mom.

1 comment:

  1. great blog. it is really nice to met u in other ways than fashion.