Fall
I was missing autumn. I'm pretty sure spring is my favorite season, but fall is close. Because there is no elevation change autumn hits Omaha all at the same time, it was my favorite time of the year there (expect that it meant winter was on the way). Maybe because this is when I really explored Omaha. I remember many trails with Melissa on my back. Well its the end of Sept and its still in the 80s but I was missing the fall. Since my dad lives to hunt we often went camping in the fall growing up. I can remember many years listen to general conference on the radio and contemplating how fantastic all the colors looked together; the dark green of the pine trees, and the light green of the aspens that haven't turned yet, and the bright yellow aspens and a splash here and there of reds and orange. But camping in the mountains in the fall is COLD. But this weekend my family was up there and my mom suggested we take grandpas old tent-trailer. So we went up for a night. And it was fantastic. We stayed surprisingly warm, and the leaves didn't disappoint. They were as pretty as I remember them being in my youth.
Reconnecting
Speaking of my youth, this has been a summer of reconnections. I have reconnected with people, places and things from my long ago past.
People
I have hooked up with two different friends that I haven't seen for a very long time. The first friend I were best friends in elementary school, Jr High and High School. We drove or walked to school together everyday. Sadly we drifted after graduating. I have never been good at maintaining friendships something I try to work on. I hadn't see her since she got married. I was able to met her and her two boys in July. The second friend I met in Jr High. She was the friend that drove you crazy and you loved her anyway. Likewise I hadn't see her since we graduated from High School. She took me out for dinner in Aug. I know it cliche but both of these dear people I connected with was because of facebook. It brings me so much joy to have reconnect with these friends, and to have them in my life again.
Places
Every year I can a remember my family would take a trip to Bear Lake. It started out with my family, and then we invited our cousins, and a few friends. Soon the whole neighborhood was camping with us. Bear Lake was more than tradition; it was a ritual. We spent all week in a swim suit, only changing out of it when it was time for bed. But over time we stopped going. I hadn't been to Bear Lake since the year or two after I graduated from high school. Over Labor Day I took Kent and the girls to Bear Lake. Kent said I was giddy as a school girl in the back seat, pointing out the landmarks and telling him around which bend in the road you would be able to see the lake. I loved it there. The girls had a blast.
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| Yummy Mud! |
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Things
My grandfather lives in Kamas. As kids when we would go up there we had to entertain ourselves. One of our favorite activities was a game call Mr. Blockhead. It's just a simple game of varying shaped blocks which you try and stack on top of each other. We could play with it for hours. Earlier this summer me and the girls stopped by Grandpas house and had a few hours to kill. Melissa was getting restless and there in the same spot in the closet was Mr Blockhead. It was an incredible feeling watching my daughter play the same game I did, on the same floor of the same house, that I did when I was a kid.
Birds
While my birding buddy was away, I headed out to Antelope Island and finally saw a Ruddy Turnstone, and it was turning stones. I've had several opportunities to see this guy but never had the right timing. Here are some pictures of an Antelope that had just crossed the road on its name sake island. I love that place.
Pictures from August (aka other stuff we did but I am too lazy to write about)
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| I'm reminded why I'm not good at photography...Melissa took this picture, turned out better than mine. |
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| Well this one isn't bad |
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| Dad's the man |
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| Mom and Us at Ruth Lake |
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| Enjoying the ride. |
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| Mischief in the Making |
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| Mia 'walking' with dad and grandpa |
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| Random Donut eating contest in the living room |
Places 
While my birding buddy was away, I headed out to Antelope Island and finally saw a Ruddy Turnstone, and it was turning stones. I've had several opportunities to see this guy but never had the right timing. Here are some pictures of an Antelope that had just crossed the road on its name sake island. I love that place. 
1 comment:
I have been meaning to comment on this for a while. So here is my 4 comments for the price of one post. :)
I am loving the fall this year. It may have felt slow in coming but at out new home, and with all the mtn biking I have done, I have witnessed it visually with the color of the leaves. Watching it as the reds and yellows slowly moved down the mtn. Now it is everywhere. I love driving home. I get to see it everyday. I did not realize this process was as long as it is, from my last home.
Your summer sounds like it has been awesome. Sounds like you accomplished more than you planed. :)
Congrats! (on the turnstone)
And last I am seriously in love with the photo of Kent and the kids. I love how Missa is trying so hard to eat that donut. Her hand outstretched. Fingers tense. I also love Mia sitting up and holding her donut with both hands. Just love it! Oh and Kent is pretty awesome too!
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