Walking in the morning desert heat, the wind is warm and subtle. I have adopted my friend's naming of the wind as the "heavenly breeze." We often use this phrase when we have panted and sweated during our hike up the mountain and then are refreshed as we are greeted with cool brisk air as we descend. But this morning, it's only warm breath that I feel as I walk along the winding path . . . It's been a good road trip for us as we traveled to Arizona to be with family. I am really not a fan to go to desert lands in the middle of July, but even with the heat, I realized the beauty of this area. The horizons were endless before us, with wide skies in which clouds always took up space in just the right places. Hovering over mountain tops, the clouds brought dimension and humidity. The night skies lit up with jagged lightening spikes and roared with thunder. Rain came in a few large splats and poured in other distinct and very limit...