ByChrisHarding.com
I grew up in Tucson, AZ. One of my earliest memories was that the Santa Catalina Mountains, north of the city, looked like the profile of a sleeping giant. I was afraid one day the giant would wake up. I always kept an eye on it as we drove around town, just in case.
I grew up in Tucson, AZ. One of my earliest memories was that the Santa Catalina Mountains, north of the city, looked like the profile of a sleeping giant. I was afraid one day the giant would wake up. I always kept an eye on it as we drove around town, just in case.