Castle Valley, near Moab, Utah
It was a bittersweet trip to the southeast corner of Utah last month. Mr. Jim and I first saw this countryside on a bus tour eight years ago. We planned to go back two years ago. It was one of several planned trips that we had to cancel.
Fast forward to 2016. Just a few short weeks ago, I stood beneath the grand mesas across from the Sorrel River Ranch, where Jim and I stayed in a luxurious cabin along the Colorado River. It seems like a lifetime ago that we were here. I revisited the area with an assemblage of other photographers. I am now alone, but travel in the company of others.
It was beautiful. And it was sad. I can record the scene more properly this year with my current photographic skills. But I no longer have the companionship of my best friend in the whole world and the love of my life.
My solo life goes onward…