Majestic Monument Valley

Good Morning from the Majestic Monument Valley in Utah. Yesterday we made the voyage from New Mexico to Four Corners so we could put our feet in 4 different states at one time. The girls wanted to do a fun acrobatic pose, but turns out the cement was incredibly hot and hard to touch so we settled for quick photos.

As we entered Monument Valley, we were all completely in awe of the grandeur of it all. The rock formations are absolutely breathtaking. We were so pleased to be coming in at sunset and it did not disappoint. Our campground was right in the middle of it all, so we had a perfect view of the sunset and the full moon rising. What an amazing God we serve. His majesty is displayed all around us and I love that we can pause in the craziness of this life and just give Him our attention for a few moments and bask in His glory around us.

The Mexican Hat 

 We thought it looked like Thomas Jefferson.

 A smooch for Thomas

 Moon Rise

On a lighter note, Joe was super excited to find Forrest Gump Point. He came very prepared with a shirt and hat on loan from his brother in law. This was certainly a highlight of the day for him as you can see from his smile.

I do have to back track just a little to recall the funniest thing from our drive into New Mexico. It was dark and really felt like we were in the middle of nowhere. Joe mentioned it looked foggy ahead. I mentioned it was smelling bad. He didn't smell it, but Keegan(the dog) reaffirmed with her sniffing that indeed something did smell off. Megan checked the toilet half expecting to see yucky stuff sloshing all over, that's how bad it smelled. By this time, we are all smelling it and trying to figure out what in the world it could be. The fog outside was getting thicker and then....we saw it.  On both sides of the interstate, cows, hundreds of cows in pins and this huge cloud of fog above them. It was a cloud of manure dust and it wreaked like nothing we've ever smelled before. We were dying, trying not to breathe, but laughing so hard and feeling thankful that our RV was not being flooded with sewer mess. It finally dissipated, just in time for the skunk smell to penetrate the RV. Oh the fun times of being out west in the great wide open!  Memories for sure!