
One of my favorite drives is driving up the canyon to this magical place. The road winds through steep, rugged cliffs. The river tumbles along side the road, over boudlers and ledges. Sometimes it enters a wide wetland area, slows down, and creates beautiful slow, meandering streams. Perfect for a moose or beaver.
The upper part of the canyon was shaped by ancient glaciers which carved huge cirques in the mountain sides, and carried massive boulders from the cliffs high above to the mountain valleys below. Evidence of these glaciers can be seen everywhere in the canyon.
From almost anywhere in the canyon, you can look out or up and the views are incredible. Amazing vistas that are full of sights and sounds. But then each of those large views are made up of small, tiny, individual

I am so grateful for the beauties all around us. All we have to do is open our eyes and notice them. From the great majestic landscapes, to the tiny footprints in the mud. From vast hillsides covered in wildflowers to a tiny mayfly hovering, up and down, up and down over a pond.
All things, great and small, bring peace to my soul. I am so grateful for eyes to see, ears to hear, and a nose to smell.
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