Today we took a quick flight with our new buddy Lucas, just up the mountain and back down. Looking up as we climbed, I liked these rock formations where seasonal creeks cut rock ridges.
Looking back down, where another dry creek crosses sandstone rocks there were dry pools and other shapes carved into the stone.
Wind and water shapes our planet just as fate and choices shape our lives. Seeing these marks on our mountain moves me to look inward.
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