Michael moved in with me in March of 1997. However, one of the things we discovered we had in common was the desire to move to Arizona. Having realized we both wanted to do that, there seemed no reason to wait. And so, in June of that year, we flew to Phoenix, rented a car, and made a circuit of the state for the purpose of looking for exactly where, in Arizona, we wanted to live. That journey took us to the Northeastern, "Four Corners" part of the state which includes the Navajo Tribal Park Monument Valley.

This area, marked by spires of stone and red rocks, was considered holy ground to the ancient Navajo and their descendents still revere it. As anyone would. Not only is the place beautiful, but its high vibrations make for a feeling of awe in anyone who visits.

Obviously, I couldn't photograph the vibrations; but here are the photos I took. There were no "bad" ones, as anywhere one aims, is stunningly beautiful.

One's first stop in Monument Valley is the visitors' center, from which one can see the most iconic views without going another step. Here's Michael waving from the overlook.

But, of course, we did go more steps. There's a dirt road that winds among the formations. We found the remains of some sort of shelter or stand, and I thought the scenery through the building skeleton looked kind of cool.

As we reached the edges of the park, we came upon greener lands.

Paul and Michael in Monument Valley

Monument Valley is located on the Navajo reservation; in addition to being a tourist attraction, it is also used for grazing by the locals.

As the sun began to sink into the West, we left the park but the beauty continues well past its borders.

Sunsets can create beauty even from power lines.