Jerome, Arizona
Arizona is known for its ghost towns. Many of these were boom towns that were abandoned when the mines closed. Jerome was one such mining camp in the late 1800’s. The United Verde Mine produced over a billion dollars in ore over 70 years.

On the road to the mine we were greeted by a fuzzy donkey. I wanted to take him home.

The mine was closed so we walked around the town. Not all of the buildings dated back to the mining times.

This structure used to be a live theater and now houses a glass blowing studio.

Jerome became notorious for all sorts of vices, among them women and gambling. The brothel still remains, converted into a boutique.

The old and the new intersect.

The sun sets fast and it’s time to head back. Thanks to Rachael and Vic for a wonderful time.

Los Angeles, California

As I sit down to write a card or letter or even this blog I often find myself at a loss for words. How can I even begin to express the love I have for my husband? Sometimes, OK often, I find myself cheating. I look to lovers from ages ago who have more literary talent in their little pinkie than I could ever even dream of having. Sometimes their poetry inspires, other times I just quote it. Let’s face it, Shakespeare and Browning and Neruda just say it better.

So here’s my holiday quote to you:

Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
– Franklin P. Jones

And when all attempts at writing fail, just scrapbook!

I’m flying into Phoenix today and meeting friends Rachael and Victor who are awesome wedding photographers from Chicago. I’m so excited! Here’s a photo of Michael, me, Rachael & Vic.