When I first read about little old Kanab having an annual “Balloons & Tunes Festival“, I couldn’t believe I’d never heard of it before. I mean, I lived in Utah for some 40 plus years.
The dark clouds looked threatening as I pulled into town mid-morning on a Saturday. I find the blocked off Main Street where booths were set up and the Battle of the Bands was to take place. I enjoy the small town feel of the locals as I admire their wares and tasty foods.
The hot air balloons were cancelled today due to the inclement weather, and the next day wasn’t looking any better. I was bummed for sure, but I’ve learned by now that you can’t ever let weather ruin your plans.
Instead I stay warm under the tent canopy as local bands from all over the West play in the Battle of the Bands contest. I hear all styles of music, and thoroughly enjoy the scene. As evening time rolls around, a break in the rain does allow for a brief showing of the hot air balloon baskets to light up the night sky.
Later, the crowd that has stayed to endure the cold night are rewarded with a lantern glow. As we all make our wishes, I hear many that hope for good weather tomorrow. I feel sad as I know that wish will not come true. I light my lantern and wish for something bigger, much bolder and more universal.
I watch my wish lantern slowly take flight as it rises with hundreds of others up into the night sky, becoming one with the stars above.