Archive for October, 2011

City Creek Canyon and the Boys

In my last post, I mentioned that the boys and I were going to visit City Creek Canyon this weekend…and we did.  It was one week earlier than my solo excursion there last year and much of the vibrance, and many of the leaves, have already left the trees…not all of it and them…it was still incredibly beautiful.  My little one and his brother/nephew loved the hike and the stream and the leaves…and simply being outside in the middle of their natural world…together.


It’s Friday Again….

It’s Friday again, somehow, and thankfully…and I simply do not want to get started on my work-day, even though it technically started about half an hour and more ago.  I’ve been looking at a photography blog that contains photos taken in Colorado, outdoor shots of people and nature, and it was so easy to stay there and not attend to the stack of papers on my desk that represent people and infections and stories and trying to be nice as I listen to their unconcern, panic, or whatever their names and phone numbers hold for me today.  I marveled at the pictures of scenery and nature that so resemble the area of my new home and the beauty of Fall and her changing seasons.

As I was driving to work this morning, I couldn’t help notice the orange and yellow and pink and red of the leaves on the trees and sidewalks in our downtown and nearby residential areas.  It reminded me again of the walk/hike I took at this time last year through Memory Park and City Creek Canyon.  Upon further reflection, it dawned on me that I went there exactly one year ago next week, so even the stars and planets are similarly aligned, as the trees and everything were the same…as I looked again at the pictures I had taken and posted on Facebook.

The office is now waking and my co-workers are talking on their phones with their own patients and infections and the computer keys are tapping in their fast and slow paces and the piano music is still talking to my heart from my computer’s speakers and the cars and trucks pass silently and loudly on the street below our eastern-facing windows, as the boss is gone today and it’s Friday, again, and the pen feels so good in my hand as its tip scratches the paper and I can still smell the wood-smoke and feel the chill in my ears and nose as I remember my walk from last evening…as the echoes of my little one’s boisterousness rang in my ears and reverberated still with flashes and snapshot images of his silly and smiling eyes and clownish grin.  So I think I’ll take him and his brother/nephew out to City Creek Canyon and see if they enjoy the colors of the falling leaves and the crisp morning air as much as I do and will…and maybe I’ll snap some beautiful photos to post here, too…of people and nature, and people, too.


Mineral Fork Canyon and Fall Colors

I think this might have been the most intensely colorful hike that I have taken in my short 14 months here in the Salt Lake area.  It was incredible….

 There are actually people on this trail…you can see them better if you click on the photo and then zoom in…but they are there…for whoever might be concerned that there aren’t enough people in my pictures….


White Pine Lake in September

I don’t remember the sensation or feeling of having been there before, when I was actually there and lakeside, but when I look back at these pictures, I can’t help feeling that I’ve seen this place somewhere in my past.  Upon further reflection, though, what comes to mind are images that I remember seeing in my mind’s eye when I read E. Annie Proulx’s, “The Shipping News.”  The rocky shorelines of White Pine Lake remind me of what I imagined the coastline of Newfoundland to look like.  Anyway…it was a cloudy day and the dark blue-green and steel of the water seem to offer a beautiful complement to the steel and white and gray of the cloudy mountain sky…and vice versa…or something like that.