We took a drive today. We crossed the Colorado River then drove up the shore a few miles on the California side. It was the second time we’d made the trip (the first was unsuccessful) to try to find the elusive (at least for us) wild burro. It was a terrific afternoon that gave us much more than we’d expected.
Surprise one: Big horn sheep! I get a little prideful about Wyoming’s abundant variety of wildlife. These were smaller than ‘ours’, but who knew there even were big horn sheep in California?
Surprise two: We found the wild burros! And they were friendly, especially when we offered our friendship and carrots.
Surprise three: a road off the river road took us up and over a rugged pass filled with steep cliffs, tall saguaro cactus, and this surprise: an arch.
Surprise four: We came south to get out of the cold, and it certainly is warmer here, but it did rain all day yesterday, and we woke up today to see snow on the mountains around us. We stopped for a few minutes on the shore of Lake Havasu, and I just couldn’t help feeling joyous at the contrast between the palm tree on the bank of the lake, and the stunning mountains covered with last night’s snow in the distance.
Surprise five: The sunset comes every evening, so by itself that might not count as surprising, yet, when you are open to and welcoming joy, it’s easy to be lifted and maybe even surprised when a solid blue sky suddenly transforms itself into a peach and tangerine glow that silhouettes the trees on the far shore.
