Grand Canyon Indeed

Posted on by John Evans

We got out of the rain in a Motel 6 in Flagstaff. In the morning there were some snow capped peaks.

We got on highway 180 traveling NW. A beautiful drive on old rout 66. There were groves of Ponderosa Pine. Made me think of Lorne Greene and Bonanza. Eventually the pines were overtaken with mesquite and juniper. And then we got to the park.

And then I saw two Raven on a rail. Some of you think I’m imagining these birds. But it really Is more than my imagination. When I exited the car only one Raven remained. We watched each other for awhile. Then she spread her wings and flew away. I wept. I’m weeping now. Enough said?

Love.

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  2. Thank you for the beautiful scenes of the Grand Canyon. The colorful fulness next to the empty places create an image of mystery and awe. And after the Raven sighting, enough said seems like the right word. Tears and silence are sometimes the greatest tribute.

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  4. I’m glad you are enjoying some of my favorite places. Your photos are fabulous.

    To answer your earlier bird questions…. There is a great white heron, a variation of the great blue. The herons have yellow legs and the egrets black. California Condors have been reintroduced into northern Arizona. Did your big bird have an orange head? Another (more likely) possibility is a Golden Eagle.

    I look forward to your posts. I miss you…and Tofu.

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    1. Great to hear from you! I think the legs were yellow… verdict White Heron. Didn’t see the head of the enormous bird. I’ve seen golden eagles. This could have been a really big one… but I like the idea of it being a Condor. Undecided.

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Published by John Evans

My wife of 49 years, Lynnie, died March 5, 2018. I'm a grieving widower on a journey to find out how life can be lived in the absence of my life-long friend and partner. Last Spring Tofu and I drove to Anchorage Alaska via British Columbia and the Yukon. For the next forty days we’re traveling across America.