...And Finally, Home!

Not all the old homes were built at the base of a cliff, some were built out a ways. I think, though, most were built at the base -- possibly to use the cliff to shelter from weather, as well as give quick access to safety in case of a raid by enemies.






Petroglyphs. Ancient language? Ancient graffiti? Crooked Snake was here? Wind Mother was here?









The rock on the left broke away from the rock on the right. It would have fallen considerably farther than it did; however, just out of sight of the camera was a huge boulder the breakaway is sitting on. In the early 1900s a huge rock like this broke away from the cliff and smashed some of the ruins. Fortunately, no one was home when it happened.












Blooming cactus











Our last sight-seeing stop of the trip, The Devil's Slide, in Utah. This was after driving through two snow storms. I didn't know if the clouds on the hill top were rain or snow, and we didn't want to find out. There is a pull out off the freeway to view the slide, and when we pulled off, we were looking in the wrong direction. Fortunately, Sonja turned around and saw this. It is quite impressive.

From here we drove on to Jerome, ID where we stopped for the night. The next day's trip was mostly in decent weather. Well, there were no more snow storms to go through, and the closer we got to Kennewick, the nicer the day became. Or was I just happy to be home?

Sonja is visiting Luke and will be home Sunday. I am working on another novel.

Life is good!