I dandered around all day taking photographs, taking in the vast beauty of the place and most of all the little red caboose which sits at the front drive and in my mind is the most amazing part of it all. It's an original railroad car from the Arizona Railway and probably almost a hundred years old. Maybe not that much, since the entire state of Arizona is only turning 100 years old next year, in 2012, but the point is that it's historical and very, very cool. I've decided I would like to have it for my photography studio when I'm in Arizona. The inside has this intricate red carpet with funky designs that just looks like it was the original carpet when the train was running. After cleaning out the whole thing, sweeping and then hoovering said carpet, I now definitely believe it was the original. It's doing well to hold together at all. But the caboose has little seats and hundreds of cubbyholes and places for belongings, and best of all a little cupboard where the trainmaster kept all his bits and pieces of paper. There are old glass oil lamps and a secret door and a multitude of windows and a sense of history that just breathes creativity into you as you stand inside. At least, it did that for me.
After all our hard work, Dad and I drove into Sedona to have lunch at the Wildflower Bread Company. I knew that they wouldn't let me down in terms of tea, and they didn't. They had a whole selection of miniature tea boxes (each of which had those little loose-leaf infusion teabags I am coming to love), and I selected the earl grey lavender. I do love earl grey, but I have to say this particular tea tasted like drinking perfume. A bit too flowery and intense on the lavender - the earl grey was still there in all its glory, but I prefer it plain, with a slice of lemon. (That may actually be one of my new favourites, earl grey with lemon.)
I didn't have a long walk to speak of today, but I worked pretty hard on cleaning up the caboose, so I'm calling it a day.