You guys. If you've never been to the Valley of Fire, you need to go, like right now! (Seriously. If you wait until summer rolls around, you'll be too roasty-toasty to enjoy it all.) We met up with my fun uncle and spent some hours wandering around the wind-carved canyons and rocks. (You know how every family has the fun and favorite uncle that all the kids like to play with? That's this guy. I still love being with him, and now Pepper gets to enjoy his company too.)
This is where I spent my childhood summers...and now I have to pay to get in? Darn state parks, ruining lives. And so it goes, and so it goes, according to Billy Joel. Regardless, the fire-red rock, petrogyphs, and silky sand on my toes are deeply connected to my heart:
On our stroll to Mouse's Tank, a natural cistern in the rock, our twinkle toes toddler decided the best method for hiking was to to climb directly up and over any rock on the trail. That meant tripling our hike time, bless her heart. However, we saw three wild goats in the canyon along our way. Good sign, yes? We also saw this heart-stopping rainbow. What a view! Double-good sign. I'm pretty sure were meant to be there that day.
Good signs. Good company. Good day. Tell me about a good day that you had recently. What made it so great?