Shadow Net
Rippled, red sand plays canvas to a web of shadow cast by the skeleton of a small shrub in the Klondike Bluffs section of Arches National Park, Utah.
During spring break last year, my mother, her husband, my wife, and our two boys sauntered out to Tower Arch in the delightful sun of a warm March afternoon. The boys climbed and jumped from rocks, and the smell of aromatic desert plants combined with a sense of open space and sky to tingle the senses alive. It is good to be alive, to feel the currents.
Two days previously, a deranged man walked into our neighborhood grocery store in Boulder and opened fire, murdering 10 innocent people, one a responding officer who courageously risked his life in a vain attempt to protect our community. Despite the beauty of the surroundings, this tragedy overwhelmed us. Apparently this is the price American society is willing to pay, and to keep paying. Massacres like this are rare in almost all other first-world countries.
It is good to be alive, and to feel the currents...
Shadow Net
Rippled, red sand plays canvas to a web of shadow cast by the skeleton of a small shrub in the Klondike Bluffs section of Arches National Park, Utah.
During spring break last year, my mother, her husband, my wife, and our two boys sauntered out to Tower Arch in the delightful sun of a warm March afternoon. The boys climbed and jumped from rocks, and the smell of aromatic desert plants combined with a sense of open space and sky to tingle the senses alive. It is good to be alive, to feel the currents.
Two days previously, a deranged man walked into our neighborhood grocery store in Boulder and opened fire, murdering 10 innocent people, one a responding officer who courageously risked his life in a vain attempt to protect our community. Despite the beauty of the surroundings, this tragedy overwhelmed us. Apparently this is the price American society is willing to pay, and to keep paying. Massacres like this are rare in almost all other first-world countries.
It is good to be alive, and to feel the currents...