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May. 24th, 2012 07:46 amI'll post more photos & details on FB of when M was here last weekend - seeing the eclipse & hiking in the Canyon de Chelly were the big flashy highlights - but I wanted to take a moment to document & remember a quieter third highlight that I hold in my heart.
On Saturday, we meandered along West Fork Trail, with lots of stops to investigate flowers, weird bugs, and the pattern of light in the ripples on the water.
And then we went to Red Rock Crossing with books & a blanket, and we used the stepping-stone bridge to cross the creek, and we found a shady spot away from the late afternoon sun, and we just stayed there for hours, talking or not talking, reading or not reading, watching some little girls splash in the water, discovering a pool filled with tadpoles, getting little tiny seedpoofs blown onto us from a dandelion, noticing the tiny tiny grass flowers blowing in the breeze...
It was lovely. Really lovely.
On Saturday, we meandered along West Fork Trail, with lots of stops to investigate flowers, weird bugs, and the pattern of light in the ripples on the water.
And then we went to Red Rock Crossing with books & a blanket, and we used the stepping-stone bridge to cross the creek, and we found a shady spot away from the late afternoon sun, and we just stayed there for hours, talking or not talking, reading or not reading, watching some little girls splash in the water, discovering a pool filled with tadpoles, getting little tiny seedpoofs blown onto us from a dandelion, noticing the tiny tiny grass flowers blowing in the breeze...
It was lovely. Really lovely.
