Without a Care in the World…
There is an excellent travel blog site called Pink Pangea; they give writing prompts and I wanted to share a little bit of my heart onto these blog pages.
I see his tiny blue eyes gazing at something other than the toys on his play mat or the neighbors dog for the first time. He’s trying to focus on everything, while grasping onto that one thing at the same time. The colors are more vivid, the space so much bigger than what he had in his first year of life. It’s hard to believe we are actually here, having first visited this spot in 2006 I was 16 and mesmerized, the colors, the vastness, the never-ending canyon where people gazed down from above and up from below. The river rushes between the giant pillars of rock extending beyond the horizon. I’m hoping he gets a hint of just how majestic this scene is, latching onto the trees lining the rim, the colors marking their way in layers down the rocks and the crashing of water against the rocks they are oh so familiar with. Hearing people laughing close by and the journey that got us here, one we couldn’t have fathomed a year ago. But we are here breathing it all in, the beauty, together. Cheers to your first National park little man, and here’s to a lifetime of adventure near and far.