This week David's mom and grandpa came to Phoenix to visit us and some of David's extended family. It gave us the excuse to explore a little bit more of our surroundings, so that was nice. It was also great to see familiar faces from familiar places.
One place we ventured was the White Tanks, in/around Sun City (about 40 minutes or so from where we live, so not too far away)! My Aunt Clara suggested it, telling us that it was one of my Uncle Roger's favorite places in the whole world.
There really was something magic about it. Everything was almost bleached -- whitened and paled to a heightened degree of monochromatic. I find muted tones all from the same family quite charming, so I was quite pleased with my visual surroundings. Fortunately, I brought my camera to snap a few pictures.
Enjoy!
As we were driving into the park, I couldn't stop from squeeling, "How beautiful!" I think everyone in the car thought I must've been a bit crazy, but I was truly struck by how the light lit up the cactus' prickles.
See what I mean about the paleness?
These are real, authentic petroglyphs -- rock carvings etched into blackened stone by an ancient people telling a story to passers-by.
My handsome hub
:)
David and his grandpa
And now with his mom. Check out that crazy-tall saguaro cactus.
Dry, dry, dry
More petroglyphs
The trail ends with a waterfall. It's all dried up right now, but runs during the rainy season.
Stones are bigger than they look, eh? Compare them to David!
I just love the colors here
See the little puddle? :)
Pastel sky
Au revoir!
Cheers,
Wendy
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