I don’t understand the inner longing that draws some of us to want to look at rocks , trees, rivers, and sunsets and wildflowers , but I’m thankful for it . It’s not a universal urge.

But those of us who have it don’t need anything more than permission to enter into these beautiful places and we will show up eagerly with cameras and march down trails in lines and up and over rocks and along ledges just to see the beauty of God’s creation. Or we will drive for miles just to look at a big colorful space carved out by lots of water in a big flood .

The following photos were taken as a storm was approaching us in Canyonlands National Park, near Moab, Utah. I was not dressed for a 35 degree wind chill factor.

The last photo shows the cloud that was carrying sleet and snow that we drove through on the way out of the park. It got down to the mid 30s but we were warm and cozy in the camper .