Last year the Houndmouth song “Sedona” was put on nearly every one of my playlists. It’s catchy and addictive but it’s more of an obtuse narrative about the soul-sucking nature of show business; the song only occasionally chimes in with mention of Sedona (whatever, or whomever that is).
Either way, the hype for the word and the town was ingrained and I was pleased to get our orders to Arizona so I could eventually make it to this hip, mystical, desert town. I encourage you to play the song while browsing the photos in this post.
Enjoy our scenic vacation photos, covet the candy apples, and become intrigued by Aura Chakra Reports (I’m a yellow). This was an exploratory visit, so we’ll have to go back to hike the vortexes when the temps drop further.