Monday, February 11, 2013
The most recent request for a response to this question came up on a walk through Tohono Chul Park in northwest Tucson. On the park's Desert View Trail, I met a docent and began a conversation about the desert plants that soon led to questions about our travels.
I realize if someone is kind enough to ask that question, they would like some specifics, but once I get started, it's hard to stop the recitation of a list of a number of favorites. For example, do I list and elaborate on the grandeur of the Grand Canyon, the beauty of the snow-covered hoodoos in Bryce Canyon, the majesty of Yosemite and Glacier, the impressive figures on Mount Rushmore, or the serenity of the Great Smoky Mountains;
or do I talk about the people we have met: Douglas, the Guatemalan shoemaker to Hollywood stars whom we met during a break from his driving the shuttle to Sequoia National Park; Jerald, the duck carver who demonstrated his craft in his workshop near Lafayette, LA; Robert, co-owner of Chef Roy's in Rayne, LA, who invited us to his sister's wedding reception after we had talked with him on a few
William Least Heat Moon*
She screams at the spring sky,
dances with her skirts high,
kicks sand, flings tumbleweeds,
digs her nails into all flesh. Her unveiled lust fascinates the sun.
*William Least Heat-Moon is the author of Blue Highways: A Journey Into America. His account of his journey along the back roads of the United States (marked with the color blue on old highway maps) was the source of my infection of the travel bug.