Sedona is the only place in the world where the McDonald's arches are not golden.
Ravens are everywhere in Sedona, but to me they never cease to appear magnificent and rare.
One member of the Film Festival's Board of Directors said that she loved "Cold Tea," and called it "A modern day Chekhov."
Aside from ours, my favorite short film at the festival was called, "Undressing My Mother." It was beautiful and human.
I ate rattlesnake in Sedona.
A bald eagle flew overhead while I rode a horse through the green valley.
I cried my eyes out on the Carefree Highway.
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Forget about Mr. 6-4, and come back to S.F.
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Sorry Cabbie, can't come back unless there's a tall drink of water waiting for me.
That link didn't work, did it?
Oh, the link, now I see it. Sorry, I'm a little slow.
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