I stood there for over an hour watching the sun light up the canyon in the morning. There were daughters and mothers sipping coffee together in silence. Photographers of all calibers. Kids and visitors from all over the world.
Such an odd thing. A river that bends at an angle like this. I guess it just goes to show, where there's a will, there's most definitely a way. Even through the toughest of challenges.
Well, that's all I have to say about Page, Arizona. A tiny little town with a very big river meandering though it. A very random little town too. Why you would need 11 churches on one street in a town of only 7,000 is a mystery to me. A denominational smorgasbord.
On another note, yay! Short week ahead. Who's busting out the Christmas decorations??
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