Surely of all the wonders in the world, the horizon is the greatest. – Freya Stark.
We were rumbling along on the top of Fins and Things, in Moab, one late afternoon. I chuckled to think, for them, it was all about the rumbling along.
For me, as the passenger, this exact moment in time told a different story. It was quiet, reflective, and I remember looking at the road leading to the horizon. It seemed like we could drive on forever in this vast landscape. We were tiny, and insignificant.
And once again, I am reminded that the greatest things in life are made up of the littlest things.
The tiniest grain of sand, a droplet of rain, a seed dropped in the crack of slick rock, and the breeze?
All brought us to this GREAT moment in time.
Wind Kisses, Donna