From there we went up the mountain against which the house is built. Terry drove up to the lookout at South Mountain Park, but I had to drive down. It was five miles, but slow going because of the hairpin turns.
We drove through Scottsdale on the way home and had a late lunch at a pizza place. I snapped a picture of a beautiful horse fountain. This was in an historic shopping district which had a lot of little shops and lots of Indian jewelry. I think the turquoise and other Indian jewelry is beautiful on the Indians, but I find it a bit too gaudy for my tastes. I just was never meant to wear that stuff, but I do admire the workmanship that goes into it.