Bryce Canyon National Park

I lost the battery charger for my camera. So, all I have are a couple of pictures from my camera phone. It was probably better that way, so I could spend more time experiencing nature instead of trying to photograph it.

This was one of the most vibrant rainbows I've ever seen. And I could see it go so far down into the canyon. A long time ago, in church I think, they talked about how rainbows are complete circles. Along the way of life, I forgot. But being able to see 3/4 of the rainbow circle, I was able to remember.

It was fantastic.

The Natural Bridge. At the look out right before this one, a German man was photographing my license plate. He said "Sehr cool." And I said "Danke." His face lit up as when I spoke a bit of his language. He looked like he wanted to say more, but I was getting in my car and I waved a bit and said "Tchus" It looked like he said the same as I shut my door.

I had an interesting experience on this trail. As I'd pass people, or people would pass me, I'd pick up bits of their conversation. But when I started stringing together what they were saying, it felt like each of them had something they needed to share with me.
About 20 minutes before I came into this little slot type canyon I heard a woman say "You could take a picture around every corner." 5 minutes down the path I heard a man say "Pictures don't do this place justice" and then to end this line of conversation strangers were having with me one sentence at a time a woman said "You're experiencing nature. Nature is not static. That is why you can't capture it on film, or in drawings. You have to live it."

The switchback await me.

They were harder than they looked too.

I have a friend who thinks my hair is perfect, and that I am one of those girls who wakes up the morning after sex looking just as beautiful and sexy as I did when I went to sleep, with my hair in place and my make will not be smudged.

Well, I'm not wearing make up, but my hair speaks for itself.

To put people at ease, when I awoke, I sent them a picture message of myself. Showing that I was alive and well and I wasn't eaten by bears, struck by lightening, or tied up in someone's trunk. In fact, the only "bad" thing that happened was I stubbed my toe on the way to my car to find the flash light I had forgotten in there.

I kept a pretty good personal journal of my thoughts feelings and emotions while I was at Bryce.

The stars there are so beautiful.

If only I could find some words to express a small portion of my experience of gazing at the stars, I would be pleased.