I'm sitting on the rim of a canyon and this is what I'm looking at. I
always think that childhood summers in southern Utah would prepare me
for these sights but still this veiw takes my breath away. I'm a half
mile from I40 and while I can hear the cars I hear the wind more, that
and the incredible silence that permeates this area. My home will
always be by family but truly I sit here and I know that this too is
home.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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