Canyonlands National Park, Utah
Western landscapes like this are grand, compelling, and mesmerizing. I stood on the edge of many cliffs, marveling at the layers of colors and textures that stretched out for miles. I felt small within the vastness. But grateful. Very, very grateful.
I had some physical difficulties in this last trip. Also, the solitude of my everyday life is quite evident when surrounded by others who are still fortunate enough to have loved ones who bring them joy. (Do they truly know how lucky they are?) But I was brave, once again, to travel without a companion and rose to meet the challenges.
Spring weather has declared its cheerful arrival in east Tennessee. It is really looking beautiful! Daffodils are proclaiming their glory. Redbud and bradford pear trees are blooming. My inside and outside chore lists have grown ever since I got back from my Utah journey. There is little time available right now for editing photos. I expect to have some spare time for that activity during the hot summer months, when I am caught up with household projects and will be seeking air-conditioned comfort.
I know that I don’t post often anymore. And I’m sorry that I don’t visit my blogging buddies very much. I simply do not have the time or energy to devote to social media. I have a real life to live first. Thus, a virtual life gets the short straw. I hope you understand.