"Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands;
With tales of brave Ulysses, how his naked ears were tortured,
By the sirens sweetly singing;
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter ..."
View looking north from Sedona's Sugarloaf :
From left to right: Coffeepot Rock, Soldier Canyon, Brins Mesa, Brins Ridge and Wilson Mountain.
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