
Photography, Travel
The Glowing Rocks of Sedona
The “fluorescence” lasts for just a few minutes at sunrise and sunset
It lasts for just a few minutes — that almost ethereal wash of glowing red that bathes the, already-red, rocks of Sedona each sunrise and sunset.
We’re here for Thanksgiving, in a little rented house that backs up to this view of the rocks. And this was the glow we were gifted with last night.

We lit the little outside fire pit, poured a glass of wine, and settled back to enjoy the show.

It only lasts a few moments and then it all begins to fade into the shadowy realm of night. We listened to the silence fall across the high desert and imagined what it would have been like to have lived here a thousand years ago, during the time of the Sinaguan people.

Erika Burkhalter is a yogi, neurophilosopher, cat-mom, photographer, and lover of travel and nature, spreading her love and amazement for Mother Earth’s glories, one photo, poem or story at a time. (MS Neuropsychology, MA Yoga Studies).
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