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coraa and sartorias, fulfilling my long-held dream of going on a road trip with friends! We are driving from California to Colorado - halfway across the United States. (It is very large.)
I am writing in haste as we need to go eat, but a few highlights:
- Rock formations in Utah - striated red cliffs jutting up from the ground, others worn down to the black volcanic stone beneath the red, and wind-worn rock formations like elephant feet (said Cora), like a fat grasping hand, like castles, like lego blocks.
- We visited Fort Cove, a Mormon fort and telegraph station, built in fear of Indian attacks but where the only gunfire on the premises was caused by one small white boy accidentally shooting another small white boy - his brother - in the knee. It was beautifully preserved and renovated, and we had a very sweet guide who was rather bogglingly consistent in relating EVERYTHING to Jesus:
Brother Joe: "See how the quilt has an uneven pattern? They ran out of red and finished it anyway."
Me: "Yes, they didn't waste anything."
Brother Joe: "It shows how Jesus doesn't care what you look like, only how you are on the inside."
- Driving through Nevada, we were inside a spectacular lightning storm. Brilliant sheets of lightning flashed, and great jagged bolts shaped like question marks, loops, and arrows split the sky. I've never seen anything like it, and I'm glad Sherwood was driving.
coraa and sartorias, fulfilling my long-held dream of going on a road trip with friends! We are driving from California to Colorado - halfway across the United States. (It is very large.)I am writing in haste as we need to go eat, but a few highlights:
- Rock formations in Utah - striated red cliffs jutting up from the ground, others worn down to the black volcanic stone beneath the red, and wind-worn rock formations like elephant feet (said Cora), like a fat grasping hand, like castles, like lego blocks.
- We visited Fort Cove, a Mormon fort and telegraph station, built in fear of Indian attacks but where the only gunfire on the premises was caused by one small white boy accidentally shooting another small white boy - his brother - in the knee. It was beautifully preserved and renovated, and we had a very sweet guide who was rather bogglingly consistent in relating EVERYTHING to Jesus:
Brother Joe: "See how the quilt has an uneven pattern? They ran out of red and finished it anyway."
Me: "Yes, they didn't waste anything."
Brother Joe: "It shows how Jesus doesn't care what you look like, only how you are on the inside."
- Driving through Nevada, we were inside a spectacular lightning storm. Brilliant sheets of lightning flashed, and great jagged bolts shaped like question marks, loops, and arrows split the sky. I've never seen anything like it, and I'm glad Sherwood was driving.
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