
Sun beating down on the palms,
we cross the Colorado and ascend into Arizona,

taking in the sights and

sites of Quartzsite.

The miles unfold past saguaro and palo verde, Hovhanessian Mountains Without End, gas at $1.49/gal north of Phoenix, the last giant cacti on I-17 -- to Cottonwood, in view of the Sedona cliffs,

catching the light of the setting sun.