It’s about time!
We drove from Toronto leaving January 7, and over three weeks we have passed through 15 states. There are many highlights, but I think the most powerful so far has been in Arizona.
Starting in Prescott we reconnected with my dear friend Tom and his wife Christa. Tom and I were bandmates in the 70’s on the west coast, and like the song says, it’s been twenty years since we have seen each other. So there was a grand reunion for a few days at his place in Chino Valley. It is beautiful country, with high plains and mountains. And our hosts were wonderful guides to the area. Here is a photo of sunset at Chino Valley:
Here are the words to the song:
Where Does the Time Go? By Paul Gellman Dec 2010
My friend we’ve travelled down different roads
Still you’re near me, to my heart you’re close
Seems like yesterday I saw your face
It’s been twenty years, gone without a trace.
Chorus
Who knows? Where does the time go?
Who knows? Where does the time go?
Who knows? Where does the time go?
Who knows? Where does the time go?
My love we’ve had our babies, we’ve watched them grow
Now they’ve gone living lives of their own
Seems like yesterday I held a little hand
It’s been so long, I just don’t understand
Chorus
Who knows? Where does the time go? (x4)
Bridge
When I see the days fly by me, in the blink of an eye me, and they’re gone.
So many moments have escaped us, slipped away from us, never to return
How do we make this moment more than a moment for all time?
Because each and every precious moment is but a moment in time.
Where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
Mom and Dad you’ve left this earth
You’re still inside me here, you gave me love, you gave me birth.
Seems like yesterday I held you near
It’s been many years, and they’ve just disappeared
Chorus Who Knows?...
Next stop was Sedona, which is stunningly beautiful, with giant red rock formations and powerful “vortex” spots that have spawned a huge and somewhat comical tourist trade. We only had a couple of days to explore, and it was not enough! We want to go back, and hope to take that route outbound when our journey home to Ontario resumes in a few weeks.
Then we drove north a couple of hours to the Grand Canyon. If Sedona was powerful, Grand Canyon is almost shocking in its power. To stand at the edge of this gigantic canyon, and look down (without falling over!) and see and hear the rapids of the Colorado River over a mile down, it is difficult to find words to describe the feeling. There were moments when I was trembling, partly in fear (I don’t like looking over edges of high places), and partly in awe of the incredible power of the place. It is quite simply, unreal, surreal, and awe inspiring. We want more if that too!
And now we are in California, our final destination outbound. Stay tuned for California tales!
