Shadows move swiftly across the sage-dotted, red, rolling earth. They chase tempestuous clouds which roil and wrestle in the sky, like a dusty swarm of warriors battling in a vast bright blue field. Jumbles of basalt jut out over rivers and streams, vexed and swelling with the first evidence of snow leaving the mountain tops. Ravens tumble and turn together against this striking backdrop. The drama of Spring is unfolding in the high desert.
I took the kids out to enjoy the wonderful change of both scene and season earlier this week. The four of us went to Kah-Nee-Ta for a few days to play together and rejuvenate our little family. We hiked in the desert in the morning and swam in pools heated by natural hot springs all afternoon. We read books by the giant fireplace, watched movies in our room at night, and we went to sleep together in our two super-comfy king sized beds. But I alone woke early and sat out on the balcony to enjoy some peaceful solitude over a cup of coffee and some truly glorious high desert sunrises. This really is becoming a beautiful tradition.
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