Wow! Wow! Wow! Today was our 4th grade Yosemite field trip and "Wow!" was the word of the day. I'd worried that the trip had to be put off until mid-November -- short days, threat of rain and cold days. We did have the short day (nothing could change that), but the rain came yesterday (and freshened and fragranced the air) and today was a perfect autumn day. Golden leaves drifted down against a backdrop of granite cliffs and evergreens and the sun was warm even as the air was brisk.
The children were mesmerized by just about everything. So was I. It doesn't matter how many times I've been to this place, the magic astounds me every time. However, today's autumn splendor pushed the experience to a new level. The loveliness made it difficult to blink -- I didn't want to miss a second of it and scarcely knew where to look. It was all so beautiful.
There is something so grand about a valley carved out by glaciers. The place is magnificent, sweetly melancholy and spiritual all at once.
Yesterday's rain actually put a thin stream of water into Yosemite Falls. Two days earlier, the cliff was dry, so we felt blessed.
Such a lovely day.