We had a great time those couple of days in Sedona, with a trip to the Grand Canyon. But the experience is overshadowed by the death of my mother who passed away on September 30, at age 88. I shall remember her in the beauty of nature: a passion we shared.
Here are some pictures.
View from our room.
Grand Canyon.
That is the (very tiny looking) Colorado River at 4 o'clock in the picture above.
A hike in Sedona.
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