Climbing day! Woo-hoo! So, so good to be out in the desert again, to be gearing up and getting out on the rocks.
And of course, knitting between climbs. Hands constantly in motion
stitching miles of stockinette in soft, chocolate-brown wool
*Yawn* says Isis ....
And I have to agree, although there is always something appreciably meditative about stockinette in the round.
Anyways, late in the day, time for the last climb. We left Isis at the bottom, perched on a rock, sphinx-like.
And headed up a gorgeous 300' spire, arriving at the top with the last glow of sunset. I tell you, I just want to drink in this view, have it infuse every cell of mine. I could stay up there forever.
But the sun was dropping fast, so no time to tarry. Mountain Man signed our names in to the summit register
Smile. Breathe. Remember this moment.