Of Cowboys and Red Rocks and Such....

We drove to Prescott, Arizona to look around, but specifically to watch our great neighbor, Tom Ericsson, do his thing....well, his thing outside of the courtroom, that is.  He's a steer roper.  It was fun to watch and he's pretty good.  Here he is with his uncle and they won $2500 each over the course of the day.  Go, Tom.  As an interesting fact about Prescott, they claim to be the oldest rodeo in America.

No, not Zion at all, but near Flagstaff, Arizona.  Stunning views of the red rocks, blue skies, and green all around!

Do you see it?  Carved into the rock is a lovely, unique Catholic Church built in the 1950s.  It was the lady's dream to build it, and her father supplied the funds for her dreams to come true.  While it isn't in active use on Sundays today, they do have a meeting on Monday evenings.

We met this adorable little girl taking a picture of the great big statue on a main tourist street in Sedona, Arizona.
 Isn't she so cute?  It was really hard to get an answer from her, though...she seemed quite indifferent to Loretta and me.
(And, her camera was rather old fashioned!)  

Loretta and I had a lot to say to each other over the three days driving together.  This was one of our favorite places to stop and visit; the courthouse square in Prescott, Arizona.  I wonder if we are talking about the fact, that we are by Whiskey Row, where at one time, there were 40 saloons along the couple of streets.  That's a might lot of whiskey going down!

The day after we got home from our trip, I met a new lady in our neighborhood from Prescott.  Her mother sells goat soap in a lovely little shop right across the street from we are standing.  If only I'd known, I would have bought some goat soap from Katie Pelo's mother!