Sunday, March 31, 2013

A living Masterpiece

We spent the day in Zion National Park? While watching a short video at the visitors centre, a phrase was used that stuck with me, and thus the title of today's post. Sometimes from far away all we see is rock, and if you have ever planted a garden, you will know that rock does not support much life, but when you get up a bit closer, you see the park is so much more than rock.(although the rock is definitely the main attraction)

If you look close you can see two climbers on the wall, and No, it is not Mr.O and I.

We took a short hike along the river through part of the canyon.

At one point while driving along it seemed we were almost completely surrounded by the stone monuments. There was rock ahead of us, to the side of us, and if you check out the side mirror, there was rock behind us!

As you can see there is rivers, trees, plants, wild life...lots of life; and the rocky masterpiece has a life of it's own too, because it is constantly moving and changing from the effects of water, wind and natural shifting of the earth. Who knew rock could be so interesting?

Another interesting thing I noted was all the colour that is blended together, and it is stunning! Sometimes as a quilter, I have not only heard others, but have said it myself a time or that is a red/brown, and all my browns are more orange/brown(you can insert green, or beige or blue here) and to my minds eye, there are red browns, pinky browns, orangey browns, greyish browns all together in this canyon, and it is a masterpiece!

Nature is the art of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson


HollyM said...

I imagine the colors all change according to the light. Happy Easter.

Linda H said...

Beautiful Wendy!! Are you going to see Bryce Canyon too?

regan said...

I'm so glad you got to see Zion! I think it's the most beautiful place in that whole region. Back in 80's, we mistakenly found ourselves there on our trip to the Grand Canyon. Hubby had the maps, and I was driving, following his directions. We weren't headed for the North Rim, but that's where he lead us. I was so angry, and tired, after hours and hours of driving, and it was pitch black out, so we just took a room at the only motel we could see. In the morning, we looked out, and we were surrounded by those amazing rock walls....deep crimson red, and massive! It was the best place ever....and I'm still thanking my hubby to this day for the 'wrong' directions! Happy Easter!

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Beijos Marie.

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