Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
Ric promises me I won’t have to do anything today, and that is a good thing because my legs have turned to plastic overnight and when I tried to take the few steps to the kitchen this morning the floor rose up to greet me and I had to hold onto the counter to keep […]
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Just outside the visitor centre for Bill Williams River National Wildlife Refuge is a well manicured and paved walkway that leads down to the water with several covered stops along the way. The day we decided to visit was quite warm, and as I still haven’t quite recovered from Sedona’s excursions, I was happy to […]
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Along the Colorado, an hour or so north of Quartzsite, is the city of Lake Havasu, home to the London Bridge (yes, the British one). “I seem to remember a story about this bridge,” I tell Ric. “Something about how when they bought it they thought they were getting the Tower Bridge.” The London bridge […]
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“I want to spend a night in the middle of the desert under a blanket of stars.” My husband’s request unnerves me. I am ok with living in the RV, hooked up to all amenities, but the idea of spending a night off the grid, in the middle of who knows where does not appeal […]
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Today’s a day of putting away and making sure that all lose things are secured – we head out tomorrow, all 61′ of us. As usual, I am having mixed feelings. For most of my life I dreamed of getting out of the mid-sized Ontario town where I grew up. I wanted to see the […]
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I envy the people who dedicate their lives to nature and spend their days immersed in the beauty of places such as Boyce Thompson Arboretum. Located on Hwy 60, next to the old mining town of Superior, AZ, this is a lovely way to spend the day. Naturally, we came to see the birds. Ric, […]
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For some reason, I associate Sedona with healing, although I cannot bring to mind any particular legend. Driving through the town, there are numerous crystal, psychic, and other New Age shops, which suggests my suspicions are true. “There are four vortexes…” our Pink Jeep tour guide starts to tell me. “…vortices,” Ric corrects. “The plural […]
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“The one thing you have to do, if you go to Sedona, is take a Pink Jeep tour,” a friend told us, so I looked it up. “I don’t know,” I told Ric. “This looks pretty intimidating.” “Well, it’s up to you.” The Broken Arrow tour, Pink Adventure’s most popular excursion looked out of the […]
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Driving into Sedona, it is impossible not to get excited – the red of the mountains and the earth are startling. We stop at the first available parking area, cameras snapping. “We’re going up there, tomorrow!” Ric indicates one of the mountains. From a distance the mountains appear so formidable, impenetrable; I have a hard […]
Read MoreWell, okay, maybe lurking is too sinister a word, but truly the situation was both exciting and disconcerting. I’d heard rumours as we passed others on the trail; it was all the talk of Water Ranch the day we there. Something was in the women’s washroom. Now the Riparian Preserve at Water Ranch in Gilbert, […]
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One Woman's Quest II 