This small, unassuming street is now a canvas for color and creativity.

For those going through a life transition, a place to leave behind a piece of your former self.

Once the product of an inexplicable gold strike, this ghost town is now home to one man and his love of classic machines.

This Arizona observatory is famous for investigations into Martian life, and as the place humans first spotted Pluto.

The installation’s official name, “You Who Are Getting Obliterated in the Dancing Swarm of Fireflies,” says it all.

This historic national park is covered in the stunning ruins of red rock pueblos.

Dramatic river bend surrounds a natural red-rocked pedestal.

A natural history wunderkammer in the middle of the desert.

This 40-room dwelling tucked within a cliff was built by the basin's prehistoric residents.

The world's largest rose bush has literally outgrown the pioneer museum it was planted behind.

Ancient pueblos built into the base of a natural canyon wall.

The Magical World of George Phar Legler.

Ancestral Puebloan ruins, natural arches, and box canyons abound in this seldom-visited corner of Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park.

Ninety feet off the valley floor is an ancient dwelling put under protection of the U.S. government by Teddy Roosevelt.

This secluded aqua waterfall in the Grand Canyon is the perfect swimming hole, and the Havasupai tribe's fiercely protected natural wonder.

Most-visited and most-photographed slot canyon in the American Southwest.

A giant mascot, a car bomb, and the mafia mingle in the history of a defunct restaurant chain.

These elusive, isolated rodents evolved into a distinct, locally iconic subspecies.

This oasis-like spring in the Sonoran Desert is home to unique, endangered species.

Concrete crosses scattered across the Arizona scrubland which were used to align spy satellites.

This Old West prison built into the side of a cliff was said to be inescapable.

Some of Arizona's best spit-roasted tacos al pastor can be found at a weekend swap meet.

From working out of his garage to the James Beard semifinals, one Tucson baker has kept his fan base—and his grains—local.

Take a monster truck tour around an ostrich farm in the middle of the desert.