Day Thirty-three: Denver to St. George, Utah

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Ok, I am helplessly smitten with the red rocks of these western states. I want to live among them
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Can you imagine waking up to these? They are the colors I want to do a room in…
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Earth tones. All the way for 700 miles.
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Strange shapes, sizes, columns, dripping ones, ones that look like they were made to be sand castles by children’s hands.
Tomorrow is our last day on the road for this summer. One day short of five weeks. We are happier, healthier, more relaxed and still friends.

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