It's a beautiful place. Thanks, Margie.
Back during my days of city life, we'd go camping every once and a while. I loved campfires under the stars. I taught our children early to love Orion. He's always been a favorite of mine. Both of them loved for me to carry them and point out "Orion the hunter" (those being some of my son's earliest words).I've never smelled juniper or camped in a canyon. I don't know where cedar mesa is. But this poem has gladdened my heart with beautiful memories nevertheless.thanks :)
There's nothing quite like the night sky in the desert, especially up on that mesa. It's in SE Utah and riddled with canyons, many with ancient ruins and basket maker alcoves. How wonderful to introduce your child to the stars. Those are some very fine early words.Juniper is a type of cedar and has a distinctive scent. The scent, the views, the rock walls, ruins, petroglyphs, and arches ... it's a very beautiful place. I've spent a good deal of my time over the past twenty plus years among those canyons and on that mesa.
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