Sunday is truly a day of rest in St. George (maybe the whole of Utah), just like the old days.
And with the sun coming up one direction casting a glow along the red rock and a Harvest Moon setting the other…
…this town is magical.
Perfect for a Sunday drive.
Because only 30 miles away sits…
Little wonder so many artists settle here—or come to paint.
One day earlier I happened upon the St. George Plein Air Art Festival.
Had I been a judge, these paintings would have won prizes:
Back to Sunday, back from Zion: North Main Street looks like a Hopperesque Quiet Sunday Morning…
And come evening, St. George is akin to an early Silent Night Christmas card.
A fitting end to an 11-day road trip before heading back for…