The tiny sliver of Colorado river carved the mighty Grand Canyon And exposed layer after layer of rocks and ores on it’s run Millions of years of history revealed by the landscape A stunning swirling mystery of trails, gorges and shapes Words cannot really describe the magic of it’s natural wonder So impossible…
Day: August 8, 2017
My Travel Story
Life was weary Days were dreary Needed a break. Checked out mountains Looked up lakes Booked few weeks. Packed my bags Took my flight Was on my way. Checked into cheer Rooms with views and yummy breakfast. Road after road Loved the colors Clicked many pictures. Colorful memories of my journeys My travel stories.
A Rainy Day
I remember the dark day I stood by the window watching the rain while the wind howled mercilessly and the trees shook their disapproving heads The streets were like rivulets gushing to obscurity with unlucky passers scurrying through them The pouring, pouring, pouring, that seemed to know no stopping brought back memories that were forgotten…