From May to September home has been a very narrow canyon. The thin slice in the limestone lends itself to some great climbing—the reason we live here.
One drawback of a slot canyon is we completely miss sun sets; at least sunsets like over the plains experienced in Denver. From Denver, the sun hangs endlessly on the horizon with reds, yellows and purple shades. From the canyon sunsets are much less dramatic. The sun simply disappears behind the trees. A few hours after dipping behind the narrow horizon the light in the canyon will turn red momentarily then quickly shift to gray tones and gone.
It has just dawned on me that I miss the sunsets. As we approach the end of canyon time I look forward to seeing an extending sunset of brilliant reds, oranges and purple reflected off the clouds off in the horizon.