This is a view from Wally's motel that I called parking lot forest. Sharing space with someone who goes to work at 9PM has helped me learn that not everyone is on the same time or space schedule. Travelling to the canyons, I found I learned that not everyone has the same perspective. Just ask travellers, which is your favorite canyon and you will get North Rim, South Rim, Zion, Bryce.. and from me, Antelope. So, the pictures that represent my trip are not the same as those that fly out, rent a car, stay at the Hilton, and eat at the five stars. They are not the same as the pictures in the heads of folks when I say, I drove to the canyons, stayed at Walmart's and ate by the side of the road. And so it is with life. To be excited about what is in front of you and see the beauty in the common place is what it is all about. There are more days in the "parking lots" than there are at the top of the mountain. There are two things I liked about the picture - at dawn, there are many people up and about their day and at first you see the cars and not the wally trees. Almost in every moment of life, you can see the good and evil, the color or the black and white. There are choices. For 8 mornings, this was my first view of the life. 
When I got to PA and was coming in to the home stretch, I passed through several tunnels and I tried to hold to the thought, that there is wonder in all. With little traffic, I snapped the highway ahead... the subtle double line that keeps us from crashing, and the future of the unknown..... and it is all exciting, just a different view.
and yes Virginia, there are canyons in my life.
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