Our friend James was in his camp counselor mode, so he urged me to walk with him down the road to take a picture of the chapel from below. I am always ready to oblige for a photo op.
Then we drove up to the parking lot. The walk up to the chapel was lined with cacti and other desert wildflowers.
We were told that a guy who developed LASIK surgery lives in the mansion below the chapel. I remembered traveling with our friends from Leeds to a stately home in Yorkshire, and Veda, our hostess, said of the home, "It cost a few quid, and I wouldn't mind living there. I can see myself with all those servants. I can hear them now: 'Veda! 'Elp me wit' t' weeds!'"
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Again, nice pictures. I love cactus blossoms. And what is the last flower picture of? (Nice sentence structure!)
Quite a mansion that is! I'm glad I don't have to live in it--I'd get so lost I'd never find my way out.
But, could you get a glow in the dark rosary at the chapel?
Nice shots. I could use a servant or two.
word ver: oppresu
RetroMag, the last flower picture is a closeup of the yucca blossoms.
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