Passed the other group today.
We were up high, they were down low.
No words exchange, no hugs to be gained.
Waving hands and arms were all that were received.
Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain.
All day long – Rain.
Hiked over and around the side of the canyon. Down through waterfalls, stepping over streams – wet rocks shone like tiny rainbows in the ground.
White. Orange. Purple. Grey. Blue. Yellow. Black.
Snuggle up in my sleeping bag – finally, a little bit more dry.
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