For Crying Out Loud

This was from down in the canyon on the North Kiabab trail. (I think I spelled that correctly.) We didn't go all that far down, maybe a half a mile or so, but it was pretty steep. Notice all the trees? On the north rim, it was forested, but still very dry. And this dry was not a temporary condition. It was a desert forest, if such a thing exsits.

This is the famous Ponderosa Pine, of television fame. (Can't you just hear the song? And see Lorne Green ride in on horseback?) Just kidding. They did grow quite tall and I thought this was a dramatic angle.

We hear about the forest fires in Arizona every summer and I wanted to capture the evidence. I'm not sure this photo does it justice, but it was dramatic. And very interesting. Fire is not a simple subject there. It really is necessary to the environment, and can be safe. But there have been so many years of man's interference and knowing better than nature that fire has become quite unsafe, yet very much part of the answer to restoring the balance needed. Basically, Daddy and I both feel that it really is an environment when man simply doesn't belong except as a visitor. When we crossed the Navajo Reservation, the houses were very sparsely scattered across the countryside. I think that really is about how many people it can support.

Okay, this is the last one for today. We went to watch the sun set and this is my favorite of the many that I took. In French those sun rays are called Glories. (I don't know how to spell it in French.) I have another one, but it is much more subtle and, well, I just don't know how it will look when shrunk.