Located in a very remote part of southern Utah, Bryce Canyon National Park was an adventure that we would never forget. Walking up to the very first overlook with much anticipation, we braced ourselves for what we would soon behold. Indeed, never before had we seen such poetry in stone until we gazed down upon the endless rock spires known as “Hoodoo” that dotted the landscape of Bryce Canyon. Orange and beige spires reached up from the ground by the thousands, greeted by white snow on the canyon walls slowly melting as the sun continued rising. Like the terracotta army of Qin Shi Huang, each rock was unique in both expression and feature. As an artist, it was no surprise that Bryce Canyon was Nina’s favorite stop along our grand road trip through Arizona and Utah.
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