[MD] now it comes

[craigerb at comcast.net]

[Marsha]
If I consider the Grand Canyon, all sorts of bits and 
pieces dance through my head.  I've been to the 
Grand Canyon and felt it vastness and its silence.
I have a visual sense of its shapes and color.  If I 
stay with it, pieces of the Grand Canyon Suite 
move through my mind on braying donkeys.  I can 
even remember, with a physical tingling, the 
adrenaline rush from being too close to the edge.
Yet these memories are just bits and pieces of all 
that might comprised of such a pattern.  It seems to 
me there is nothing finite about a pattern.  It is nothing 
as confining as a dictionary definition or a description 
in an encyclopedia.   For me it is a collection of 
habits, and bits and pieces of memory.   

[Craig]
Exactly.  And for me it's similar; for the donkey much
less so & for the Colorado River barely so at all.
The Grand Canyon is the sum of all these.
P.S. Do you ever sleep?