Vacation, 3 weeks of... of what? Wishing I was anywhere but where I was. I think I wanted to be alone. Totally, no one around, alone. It was cold and windy at Bryce Canyon, but oh so beautiful. It snowed at the North Rim (Grand Canyon) and, again, too cold and windy to enjoy it the way I wanted to. I think I expect some kind of epiphany when I see the vast places. I know that looking long enough brings me to place where there is no time. It is a transition and I keep looking for that peace.