On one of our vacations a few years ago, we flew into Phoenix to travel around the American Southwest for a few weeks. Leaving the Grand Canyon, we headed toward Page, Arizona, exploring parts of the southwest that we hadn’t seen before. One of the places we wanted to see on this leg of the trip was Vermilion Cliffs National Monument. It was everything we hoped it would be. After leaving there, we stopped on the western side of the Navajo Bridge. While the bridge was nice, I became enamored by the play of light and shadow as we headed toward the bridge.