Every year we like to go on a little trip in the spring. Nothing extravagant - just a little nod to the end of busy season (thank goodness!) and a small celebration of our anniversary. This year busy season was harder, longer and more intense than ever before. Spencer left the house every day around 7 am (later than his previous job) and it was not uncommon for him to get home between 9 and 10 in the evening. Some nights it was nearly midnight by the time the sliding glass door would signal his arrival. With a little girl who wakes around 7:30 and goes to bed around 7:00, they only really got to see each other on the weekends. Many people think that because busy season starts at the first of the year and is usually over sometime in April that it has something to do with taxes. Spencer does not do taxes. And busy season stretching well into mid-May was certainly evidence of that. But on May 16th (our anniversary) Spencer came home triumphant - the report for the client he'd been working on ever since starting his new job had been issued that day and we were going to celebrate.
Spencer had Thursday, Friday and Monday off as well, so when we went out for an anniversary dinner, we started discussing plans for a getaway. Spencer called his dad to see if the condo in St. George was available, but his cousin was using it until Saturday morning.... so we decided to head to Bryce Canyon instead. I was surprised that my husband - a Utah native - had never visited the park before. But I had read about it in my book 1,000 Places to See Before You Die (yes - another to cross off the list!) and was intrigued. We made a reservation at Ruby's Inn, packed the car and headed out.
Heavy rain followed us for most of our journey south - though we did find some respite from the storm (and a delicious donut shop/diner) - in Manti.
She learned to say "wow" on the hike and every time we pointed out something new or interesting, she'd amuse us with a "wow!" She gave Spencer encouraging pats along the way and loved to feel the texture of the rocks and trees.
NieNie's new book "Heaven Is Here." I have read Stephanie's blog for sometime and was well aware of her story and miraculous recovery, but until I read her book I was not aware of the depth of depression, discouragement, and despair and persistent pain that she had to walk through first. She really takes you with her through her entire journey and it is such a beautiful story of hope; I'd recommend it to anyone. I have lots of thoughts on her book - maybe that will have to be a separate blog post.
After two nights in Bryce Canyon we had decided to forgo St. George and just head home. But once we got on the road, we changed our minds again. We headed for St. George and spent the evening on a grassy hillside reading, playing and watching the annular eclipse. We were in one of the best spots to see it and witnessed the ring of fire in full force.