Spacious Skies and Waves of Grain
The best part about the trip was finally arriving at our destination.
The best part about the trip was finally arriving at our destination.
We’re on a journey.
I'm grateful for these words that proclaim when our life began and how long it will be.
This trip has been different from the others in so many ways. We've been many places together: Paris, Jerusalem, Istanbul, Normandy Beach, The Panama Canal, The Caribbean, and Australia. I enjoy our country the best.
Theodore Roosevelt National Park. The beauty is more in the ruggedness of gouged out badlands, with juniper trees softening the sharpness of the deep valleys. At the end of the road on the North Unit of the park, we walked the path to the edge and gazed at the deep ravine, studded with rocks, and scrubby trees. Our voices seemed muted by the largeness.
We've planned this trip for months. Strangely, though excited to go on the road, I was sad to think we were leaving our home, routine, and family. Once we'd packed all we'd need for close to two months, we were ready to go.