Sweet memories of Halloween 2009 when my husband and I ventured west. It was his plan to have me peering into the Grand Canyon (Life List #1) on my 50th birthday. Accompanied by our dear friends and traveling buddies the Coles, we spent a glorious weekend in Sedona, including a little side trip to the irreverent-and-still-quite-charming mountain mining town of Jerome, Arizona, pop: 353, elevation: “mile high.” I snapped this shot as we climbed and climbed and climbed, determined to reach the top.
Gives new meaning to the phrase ghost town, doesn’t it?
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