We spent the day at Zion's National Park yesterday, probably for the tenth time since Summer began. It's become a place of refuge and excitement for our family. It seems once we step into the boundaries of the park, we are standing on holy ground, far away from anything distracting and worldly. It's as if we're in our own, magical world.
We spend our days at Zions exploring the river for frogs, climbing the rocks and trees, looking out for wild animal tracks, catching the shuttle from stop to stop, hiking on the trails, and staring endlessly up at the beautiful, majestic mountains.
--And it's only an hour's drive away from our house.
I feel that Zions has become our park. I feel a certain stewardship over her, always ensuring that we follow the rules of conservation and protection.
We've created a sort of tradition as we've been frequenting the park more and more.... First, we park our car at the Visitor's center, then we catch the shuttle (the kid's most favorite experience of all) to the Lodge, next we hike down the path by the Virgin River, then meander down 1/4 mile to the river's edge to stop. There we've found a world of our own to sit and watch deer, wild turkeys, and hoards of frogs, uninterrupted in their natural environment.
Wait, did I say uninterrupted? I guess that is, except when Zadok picks one up and says, "Look, it's Super Fatty Frog!!!"
And our last and latest treasure is the Sol Foods Cafe, right outside the entrance to the park. At the end of a long, adventuresome day at the park, we can sit outside on picnic tables, looking up at our mountains, while eating a whole foods/ vegetarian buffet. So delicious!
Zion's National Park makes me happy.