Real, breathtaking, let-it-wash-over-me-and-flood-my-senses beauty.
First thing into the canyon I was caught by her oranges, then the smell of the blessed willows rushed over me.
My eyes danced eagerly over the greens, and yellows, and deep reds and even the faded peach.
Beauty all around.
I found myself almost frantic to take all of it into myself -
I wanted to inhale the air so deeply into my mind and soul that I'd never be without it
desperate to take with me the splendor
and I just wanted to cry for the beauty of it.
My mind was flooded with words
And I was humbled.
I was honored.
And I was so very grateful.