Clouds in the blue sky over canyon walls:
Grace, Esther and I stake out our turf on a private beach (with metaphorical stakes, since we didn't set up tents):
Rocks reflected in a pacific stretch of the Colorado:
Sandra, a former dragon boat racer, and Freddie, from Peru:
Some hustle and bustle by the kitchen area:
Clouds and cliffs catch rays of the setting sun:
Light fades; twilight descends:
How I miss the sleeping under the starry sky.
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