Day comes right on the heels of my birthday. Sorry family, but
itís a two week fling of which I take full advantage.
drove to visit my youngest daughter at the "please spoil
me" Sorrel River Ranch Resort where she works in Moab,
Utah, I thought about my mom.
surely would have enjoyed the scenery of this trip along the
path of the Colorado River from the Continental Divide to the
southern edge of Arches National Park. And I thought of the
nourishment she brought to my life.
taught me early that a meal was not a meal unless it included
at least one vegetable along with the main course. She showed
me the value of sharing food and special occasions with
others. And she demonstrated grace when ó after my first
semester of college nutrition ó I came home for a visit and
proceeded to tell her all the wrong she had been doing with
wish I had told her more of the things she did right. How now,
when I pour a cup of tea from the delicate china pot she
painstakingly painted for my birthday one year, I so enjoy and
appreciate her talents.
the mom. And when I arrived at this idyllic scene nestled in a
green valley among towering red rocks, I learned how the
Colorado River meanders through canyons, muddy with mountain
run-off in the spring. Along its path, it gains strength from
the contributions of various tributaries.
downstream, the river becomes clear as its debris slowly
settles. By the end of its journey at the gulf of California,
the grand Colorado ó having fed dry lands and thirsty people
along the way ó may be just a trickle of water. My mom would
have understood that.
the fun began. Before heading out the next morning, we ate a
sensible breakfast ó hot oatmeal with almonds, cranberries
and a sprinkle of brown sugar. We took bottled water for our
hike through the majesty of Arches National Park. And thatís
about where our reasonable eating stopped.
at an exclusive resort after all, should be a special treat.
Never mind the details but just know that the surprise berry
shortcake dessert followed by complimentary sips of blue
tequila with a flaming lime topped off a very special
wait, we werenít through. Our host fired up the outdoor fire
pit and presented us with individual baggies of marshmallows,
miniature chocolate bars and graham crackers. Símores around
the fire with the gentle sound of the river nearby. Priceless.
daughter summed it up this way: "Itís not what you eat;
itís who you eat with." Very true, especially on
birthdays and Mothersí days.