Offered today is a photo journal, images taken during a moment of blissful quiet in Zion National Park late last month. I often volunteer with the park’s educational outreach program during the school year, and I was waiting for my next group of seventh graders to explode down the trail to the habitat station.
It has been said by some people that the brilliance of southern Utah’s autumn pales pitifully in comparison to that of the eastern states.
I respectfully disagree!
Autumn here is different, no doubt, but no less extraordinary, especially when the backdrop is the towering Navajo Sandstone cliffs of Zion National Park.