Arizona: Passing and Staying — A Moment That Didn’t Rush

Sedona led into Cornville, Arizona, and the Blue Cow Guest Farm. But first, dinner at Pizzeria Bocce in Cottonwood. I had the Wood-Fired Vegetables (eggplant, red peppers, zucchini, red onions, a select blend of mushrooms over organic greens topped with goat cheese, basil and a balsamic reduction), and this was by far the best meal of the trip. The fact that I don't like mushrooms and I didn't even care that this was loaded with them testifies to it's deliciousness.

Blue Cow Guest Farm is a gorgeous little farm, complete with chickens and goats (who doesn't love chickens and goats??), and a shower that I'm ready to remodel my bathroom for.

I woke up early, grabbed some coffee and my camera, threw on a long sleeve button-up, and headed out for some peaceful morning photography.

I could get used to this.

I stood, watching as the fog lifted and the sun rose, hearing nearby cows mooing and a distant rooster announcing the morning. Lucky critters, getting to experience this every day.

This scene could have lasted the rest of the trip and I would consider it a complete success.

I could have stayed here longer. Next: another place that deserved more time.