Briefly Las Vegas
I’m on a flight from Denver to Las Vegas, looking out the window and trying to read the terrain below. I’m hoping to spot Zion National Park, which the pilot announced we’re currently flying over. It takes me a while to find it but eventually my eye comes to rest on the dramatic colors and deep canyons of the iconic park. Although Zion is my ultimate destination, I am on my way to McCarran International Airport where I’ll meet Phil who has been in Las Vegas for a long, dull week attending a business conference. Our plan is to rent a car and drive to La Verkin, a sleepy town in southwest Utah about a twenty-minute drive from Zion National Park. We drive northeast out of Las Vegas on Interstate 15. Not far out of the city we pass through the Moapa River Reservation.
Assortment
- Greehouse Indulgence
- Today I indulged in more greenhouse escapism. It’s all an elaborate plan to avoid as much of the remaining winter as possible. Unfortunately, I’m running out of local greenhouses to visit and winter still has a firm choke-hold on the Chicago area.
- Inhabiting a Small World
- Nine weeks into the pandemic lockdown, I start to settle down and finally find some contentment in the small world I now inhabit. A long-forgotten calm eases back into my days.
- Outbound Flight
- My flight to the UK took a northerly route, so much so that the wing tip skimmed the air above the southern shores of Greenland and I was able to capture a rare glimpse of the rugged, frozen island.
