We've been at 7000' all summer, so I'm sure it's far better than it could be. The book I was reading yesterday morning made me mad. Then I was angry at my oat bran. Then we went for a morning drive and I fell asleep. I walked to the car to get my computer and had to hold onto some old guy - he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
|While Annie was here...|
|I was here.|
|A stubborn old cuss, and Brighty.|
At the Grand Lodge, on the Rim, we get fairly steady 3G. On the shady porch of the campground General Store we get wifi. And maybe a latte. The campground also has a laundry.
If you haven't yet been to the North Rim, it's almost completely unrelated to the South. Sure, it has the Grand Canyon in common, whatever. The forest is different - spruce, fir, and aspen - and the air is different. Mountain meadows filled with wildflowers, like the 1998 calendar you saved for the pictures.
While we were drinking our tea this morning, a cow elk strolled her spotty twins through our back yard. She looked at us once, and seemed unimpressed.
Most of the time I'm cool, and then there are moments when my heart splits open.