Tag: Writing

Like it or not, I will always look back on that trip because so far, that trip is ranked at the top of my best trip list. This picture is a picture of a fallen tree trunk at Bryce Canyon. In the snow, it looked like something else, like a sleeping beast in the snow. Nature has its weird ways of creating art, doesn’t it?

Another one from the trip.

There seem to be quite a bit of brown landscapes. I’m pretty sure it’s just the time of year for that color to surface as the days are at its shortest and the nights are at its longest.

Surprisingly, by the time I made it to northern Arizona, I found out I get 30 minutes of daylight than I do at home. Funny how much of a difference 6 degrees of latitude can make.

Anyway, this is just a tree, somewhere along highway 95 in southeastern Utah, surviving, I guess, beside a nearly dried up river. I feel like many of us are in similar situations – just surviving, trying to get by day to day.

Inspired by SundayStills