I'm in Vernal this weekend.
10:30 p.m. found me walking around my parents' backyard.
I stopped by the willow and looked up, moved to see there were so many stars - and absolutely no clouds - in the dark night sky.
A hint of fall was detected as the branches swayed slowly back and forth.
I inhaled the crisp air and it was oh, so sweet.
And then before I knew it my cheeks were damp because everything about it was beautiful and simple, and gratitude overwhelmed me.
I love it here.