I woke up yesterday intent on spending the whole day doing things slowly. Enjoying every moment as it comes and goes. Which for some reason reminded me of my grandma, she has been retired for as long as I can remember and she never rushes to do anything anymore, “what for” she would say. Most of us on vacation tend to want to do everything and anything to make u feel like we have gotten our monies worth, but we often miss some of the best experiences when we are always rushing.
So I took a morning hike, nothing major, just a local trail in town that is part of a whole network of trails in town. The one I was specifically on is known as “The k Hill.” Its actually on the east side of the mountain behind the famous “K.”
This was an easy enough walk that I think if my grandma ever visited me she would be able to walk up the hill part to get to the flat trail. Once at the top it is literally a flat pathway that you can walk ,run ,jog, walk the dog, or ride your horse on. I continued walking till I found this perfect area of shade next to a bench, I could oversee all of the town beneath me, buzzing with life. I could still hear a the distant sound of cars, but it was more o a silent hum than the crazy traffic sounds like the city. I was still far enough away that I could hear the rustling of the leaves as soft breezes danced through them. The birds were either having a great conversation, or just singing for me it felt like. I felt all of my thoughts just drift away as I sat there lost in the beauty of it all. In this moment I realized hoe lucky and grateful I am to be living in such a magical location as Kanab. I must have sat there for over an hour, because the next thing I noticed was it was already 10:50 am. All I had for breakfast was some applesauce when I first sat under the tree. So I started my search for some lunch.
One place in town that I known is great to have lunch at your own pace is Parry’s Lodge. It is a historical hotel who served as the main source of rooms and food for movie production crews who did movies from the 20’s-the 90’s. You walk in and you are taken back in time to this cute modern hotel that was buzzing with life from all of the celebrities that stayed there. You can see a huge collection of autographs and pictures of all the people and productions that were shot there. I was showed my seat and the specials were told to me, but I still chose the buffet. It was a great sign when I heard another table talking about how good it was and they couldn’t wait to order breakfast the next day! I started with some tortilla soup which was super yummy! reminded me of the tortilla soup I had made a couple weeks earlier. Followed by a plate of small portions of their homemade salads. By far the broccoli salad was the best! Reminded me of the way my grandma makes it. I even at one point had questioned if they had gotten her recipe. 😉 Then I finished with a small salad the by the way was very artfully designed by yours truly!
After my delicious meal I anted to do something that didn’t require much walking since I had just eaten. I saw this photo store down the street that also was a photo museum. It was perfect, since I had never been inside of it before. I walked in and was immediately taken with how much character this small shop/museum had! You could feel that it was a well taken care of, even loved place. The owner was gracious enough to answer all of my photography questions and even got me to see some things differently, from a photographers eye. The really cute part was one half of the store he had made for his wife who was the local music teacher in town. She can teach any instrument, so it was even cooler to see her collection of music items along with the all of the old cameras in the shop. I guess I know who to bring my daughter to when she starts playing some instruments. This is a really cool spot especially if you are into photography, or just want a quick break from the heat and want to check out some old cameras!
While still in the leisure mode, I decided to take trip to another museum close by town, called the “Red Pueblo Museum.” It is a place that is supposed to have the largest Indian artifact collection in southern Arizona. I was sort of glad when I walked in and no on else was there, except the older gentlemen working there. I think I spent fifteen minutes alone reading all the history pamphlets by the front door. I know I’ve said it, the smallest things matter sometimes, and its true, something as simple as a glove over time can become a storytelling family experience. The whole building was full of untold stories, just waiting to be discovered by anyone. They had pottery, arrowheads, a shawman medicine bag, bows, some rugs, and even jewelry. I took my time as I walked about the room, not wanting to miss a single detail, since I practically had the place to myself. Did you know a shawman is considered the doctor of the native American tribes, someone who is considered to have healing qualities, and is very well respected throughout the communities. There are even shawmans in some of the local tribes in today’s day and age.
They also had an outdoor area, but my phone had died before I could get a chance to get any pictures of it. Which means I have a perfect reason to go back again if I wanted to (which of course I do!)
well, that was the end of an amazing day spent taking things at my own pace, and just enjoying every little thing along the way. You should try it sometime, let me know how your leisure day goes!