In grade school parlance, I’ve been playing hooky for more than a week now. An old friend from Pittsburgh was here last week and Hubby and I took off with her to explore some of Utah’s canyons. We ogled the handsome hoodoos in Bryce, giving them our own pet names–like our Erectus Splendiferous. We skirted the ruggedly beautiful landscapes of the Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument in our gas-friendly Honda, photographing as many of its diverse features as possible in as many roadside pull-outs as time permitted, and explored on foot for a closer-up view a few of the graceful arches of the Capitol Reef National Park.
As for our Pittsburgh friend, I met Marylou about 42 years ago during the second year I was in Pittsburgh. I read recently that everlasting friends can go long periods of time without speaking and never question the friendship. When you meet again you pick up as if you just spoke yesterday, regardless of how long it’s been or how faraway they live, and they don’t hold grudges. They understand that life is busy but it doesn’t mean you don’t love them or think about them. That’s the kind of friend ML is, plus she’s the kind who always remembers birthdays even when you don’t remember to acknowledge hers–the best kind of friend to have.
I believe I can speak with authority that we–all three of us, Hubby, ML and myself, enjoyed our canyon adventure very much. In fact, we all relished a week away from cable news and newspaper and their corresponding economic woes, religious fanatics and/or political pundits. We were happy to learn about the Chilean miners’ dramatic rescue beginning mid-week, yet not subjected 24/7 to its slow progression/drama on cable. Almost the whole week, all we did was laugh at new and really old comedy routines from the comedy channel, sang along with Broadway stars (me) or listened to “bridge” rock (Hubby). Our friend, more of the hard rock school being seven years our junior, put up with our musical choices like the trooper she is. All in all, good medicine.
Now I cannot begin to tell you how difficult it was to choose only a representational set of pictures pf our canyon explorations to show here. I’ve uploaded the whole set onto Flickr, however, for anyone who’d like to see more of one of the most beautiful areas in the southwest as well as the latest snaps of the three of us. Just scroll down the sidebar until you see my Flickr photo link and click there. In the meantime, being out of grade school for an incredible number of years, I cannot promise–nor will I–not to play hooky as often as I get the chance. Hope you enjoy the pictures.