Minding my Own Business

I went to Capitol Reef for the weekend. It was really nice but as I always mention, I’d rather have done it alone. My favorite moment was when I was able to go out on my own for an hour or so before everyone woke up.

I always love the look of bales of hay in the fields and I saw some on the way in. I drove back to that spot with the radio turned up. Rush’s ‘Finding my Way’ playing on the car stereo. I went walking down to the field in my flip flops, scraping my ankles on weeds and twigs because I neglected to bring proper shoes with me. I remember thinking that I was in my element, I felt happy and alive.

We had gone swimming, I had the hot tub to myself when a 6 or 7 year old kid with pale skin, dark hair and dark eyes entered and sat right across from me. He was staring at me and I tried to look away, but each time I looked over, he was still staring at me. I didn’t really know what to do so I asked him about his avengers shirt. I asked him who his favorite avenger was. He told me it was the Hulk or Captain America. I told him I thought the Hulk was funny. Then his brother joined the conversation. I told him “We were just talking Avengers.” He asked me, “What is your favorite snack?” I didn’t hear him so I asked him to repeat what he’d said. He said “you know, like cheese-it’s, what’s your favorite snack?” I said “Oh, cheese-it’s are good, but I really like doughnuts.” Their dad came over to either save them from me or save me from them. They were adorable.

Here are the photos from the trip.

2 thoughts on “Minding my Own Business

  1. Sounds like an adventure. It makes me want to be right there by your side. The way you describe it I felt like I was. Though being there with you would have been comforting.
    I love you, sis.

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