Saying goodbye to the Grand Canyon of the Colorado after two days of amazement. Over Sheila’s shoulder see the distant zigzag of the Colorado shining in the sunset. The canyon is fogged by rain evaporating in the dry air before it can reach the ground. What a show we got. No photo can capture a significant fraction of the immensity of this grand natural wonder.
Two days of observing a small stretch of this hole in the earth larger than Delaware, watching the light playing with its sheer cliffs, mysterious recesses, shoulders of discarded rubble, ribbon of river. Seeing its elk, deer, coyotes, ravens, bluebirds, chipmunks, and tarantulas, its junipers and pines, its cloudbursts and sunsets, its trails, mules. Hearing expressions of wonder in a world of languages.
What a joy to share these moments, and now memories, with Sheila and our dear friends Russ & Ruth Nelson.
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