This morning, I woke up to a cloudy and chilly day. The bottom of my left foot was itching to beat the band. Now, an old wives’ tale says an itchy foot means you’re about to travel. Since I was facing north when I got up, and my left foot was itchy (which means the foot was in a westerly direction) – are you following me here? – I thought, well, how about we travel in Cyberspace with an Arizona story today?
One winter, I visited the Tucson, Arizona area. Each day was cool enough to wear a jacket, jeans, and boots. The air was very dry. I could tell it in my eyes, especially.
I visited several curious sites. One was a place where numerous Western-themed television programs and movies were filmed. John Wayne filmed part of a movie there. For the life of me, I don’t remember the name of the place. I only remember a white wooden church, dirt streets, and a thin, weather-worn man with a lopsided cowboy hat who took care of a corral of for-hire horses. Unfortunately, I didn’t ride that day. But those horses were handsome!
San Xavier del Bac Mission was on my must-see list. It was founded in 1692 by Father Kino on the Tohono O’odham San Xavier Indian Reservation about ten miles south of Tucson. It’s a fine-looking white stucco church, with narrow stucco hallways and an ancient fragrance that permeates the pews and walls. The massive altar is stunning with statues and candles and gold trim that flash in the light. I was able to get time alone, and my thoughts meandered to the olden days, speculating about all the Sacraments and Masses held within over the centuries. After about a half hour, I wandered outside to some booths where people from the Indian reservation were selling their homemade tortillas, breads, and handcrafted knickknacks.
I believe I have a few photographs from this trip, but cannot share any until I finish my massive project of putting all the pictures in albums.
Arizona on that trip was very dry and brown, and not kind to my eyes, nor my skin. Nonetheless, I was fascinated with the cactus, but less so when one bit me on a long walk up a hill.
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