Someone please tell me, where has summer gone? They say time flies, but I don’t know, that phrase doesn’t adequately capture the feeling for me. Instead, time passes more quickly than a bird or a plane or a rocket or anything that flies. It reminds me of a Pink Floyd lyric from Dark Side of the Moon: “And then one day you find ten years have got behind you. No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.” If I’ve listened to that lyric once, I’ve listened to it a thousand times. It always makes me pause. What am I doing with this precious commodity called time? Am I spending my ration wisely?
I just returned from a week in Northern Arizona. I spent most of my time in the Lee’s Ferry area, a new location for me. Lee’s Ferry is notable since it marks the beginning of the Grand Canyon. It has done so since the mid-1800s when Mormons settled there and built a ferry to cross the mighty Colorado River. Possibly as a reward for spending his time wisely, Mr. Lee is immortalized in the place that bears his name. Lee’s Ferry is now part of the Grand Canyon National Park and Lee’s history is well-preserved amid the beauty of the river and the vermilion cliffs of sandstone. Today, this is the put-in spot for rafts going down the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon. What a trip! I haven’t done it yet, but that must surely be a great way to spend time!
I was there to attend a writing/photography workshop, the first time I’ve ever combined these two personal interests into a single workshop. It was awesome! The leaders were Colleen Miniuk-Sperry and Guy Tal. They did a great job. Not only do they excel in the art and craft of both writing and photography, but they are great educators with wonderful energy. The other attendees were fantastic: Steve, Brian, Kathleen, Carolyn, Carmen, Bob, Alexa, and Karthick. What a talented group! It was a little intimidating at times and we wrote some emotional stuff. Overall, time very well spent for me!
Before the workshop, I had one night in Southern Utah and spent some time under the blaze of the Milky Way in Zion National Park. The sky was moonless and the stars on fire! I never tire of spending time under the Milky Way. Sagittarius, Cygnus, Cassiopeia, Pegasus, and Andromeda, my nighttime companions in September, greeted me with open arms. A couple of shooting stars and the space station joined in the party overhead as well. A gentle breeze, an occasional jet rumbling overhead, and a random car were the only sounds to break the silence. Just a typical evening frolicking with the night sky in the desert of the southwest!
I hope you enjoy this image from that evening. In the foreground, you can see the faint remnants of distant headlights on the sandstone. I wish I could say the light was planned, but it was just a happy accident.
The workshop, people, the history, the stars: what a wonderful way to spend my time. I think Pink Floyd would be proud!