Santa Elena Canyon was one of those places that instantly makes you feel smaller, nostalgic, and like you're 7 years old again. The rock walls stretch endlessly toward the sky while small children splash in the Rio Grande at its feet. Upon entering the grand presence of the canyon, it felt as if there was nothing else in the world to do but slosh in its mud, climb its immense boulders, and explore its shoreline laced with sand and giant cattails. In short, it was wonderful, and I'm pretty sure there's a small section of heaven that looks exactly like this.
As we were leaving, we saw this painter readying his easel to paint the sunset. Until we meet again, S.E. Canyon, I will think of you with a sigh and a smile.