I love Summer mornings. I open the shutters and light spills into the kitchen, wild and boisterous. Most days I’ve already been out on…
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Seems almost silly to share this week of sunny mountain-living when snow has settled in the tops of these peaks and a cold blanket…
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Well, Summer just kind of happened. In one quick rush of adventure and activities, weekend trips, backpacking, playing at the lake, and reading on…
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Summer is officially gone. The Fall equinox brought rain, sweatshirts, and the most glorious color spilling itself across the Wasatch Mountains. I will write…
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Look at those happy, unsuspecting faces. Oblivious to the discomfort lurking beyond…
If they had known what it would be like after their swim in…
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Eliza’s art on the chalkboard. Lady bugs in mason jars.
Lawn chairs set up in a semi-circle under the crabapple tree. Corn on the cob and…
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Hard to believe Summer 2013 is a thing of the past.
It zipped by faster than any summer we’ve known. And here’s the irony: It…
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Confession: I’m a planner. I like to make lists. I like to feel productive. And it’s important to me that I follow through when…
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The mountains are sun-baked and slowly taking to flame as the maples kindle red and the aspens rain gold. The crabapple tree is dropping…