I miss it

Pete's sister took a trip to the Grand Canyon last weekend. Actually they drive a car to Scottsdale for someone and then flew back. This morning I looked at her pictures. I miss it. I miss Arizona. I miss the saturated blue sky. I miss the red rocks of Sedona. I miss the cool drive in the canyon down to Phoenix. I miss the landscape of rocks and vegitation springing out of nowhere. I miss the carved out gecko's in the freeway overpasses. I miss the warmth of the sun in the winter. I miss the people and the places that I hadn't yet had time to explore. I think I actually ache for a vacation there.