We headed from Moab to Jack and Katie’s house in Grand Junction, CO, where we got to hike Colorado National Monument Park. There was some fresh snow on the ground that morning, which sat perfectly on all the little cracks and crevices of the rock faces, and coated every wind-blown side of every blade, leaf and needle. One of my favorite little discoveries was this tiny almost-arch I found up by the outcropping—it’s amazing when you think that the shape of the stone was dependent upon the wind blowing through the exact conditions of the slope, and positions of the surrounding formations. Special feature: if this little almost-arch hadn’t stood so precisely and proudly for hundreds of thousands of years, that little sedge grass wouldn’t have stumbled upon its home, nestled in the sediment caught by the rock over time. That grass has quite the view.