Sophie's Photography . . .
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Sophie's Latest Work
Downloading Sophie's digital camera is always a pleasure. Here is a sampling of her recent work. Quite intriguing I'd say. Zeke Zeke I had to LAUGH at this one.
Selected Photos . . .
. . . from the latest download of Sophie's digital kid camera. Always a pleasure to view. Sophie's Beloved Giraffe Mr. Z Sophie Gene The Famous Roanhorse "Smile" Zeke's Foot (Apparently) Hal-Pal with HER digital camera Cumulus Nimbus Zeke's Foot (AGAIN)--I'm assuming these are self taken "Nebulous Sunrise" Soph and Hal
Cecret Lake and Church Fork
Last Thursday I drove all the way up to Albion Basin in Little Cottonwood Canyon with Sophie, Hallee, and Zeke and our friends Ginny and Lorena (and Lorena's kids Marquis and Amanda). I haven't been up to the top of Little Cottonwood Canyon for a while and it is gorgeous. The wildflowers are in full bloom and the weather at Alta was perfect for a hike. Our goal was modest: Make it to Cecret Lake. Hal Pal by the trail head Beautiful Sophie Marquis and Hal, hand-in-hand, hiking the steep section right before the lake Right as we crested the final rise before we came to the lake, there was MY MOM. I didn't know she was up there hiking that day. She's joined forces with a local "Live and Thrive" group and they hike all over these here hills multiple times a week. I was happy to see her happy and enjoying good company on a spectacular day. Hallee found this piece of glass and wanted me to take a picture of it for her....
Summer's a Passin' . . .
Casey turned 41 last month (June 3rd) and to celebrate I made four pies of his favorite persuasion--strawberry rhubarb. Yum! I remember visiting my Grandma White in Lemont, PA during the summers when I was a little girl and she'd make this pie too. It is one of my best childhood summer food memories because it was always so good and "rhubarb" sounded so exotic. (We never had it at OUR house.) Uncle Dewey's birthday is the day after Casey's, June 4th. Dewey turned 61, and we were lucky to share a dinner of homemade pizza and salad harvested from our garden on his birthday with him and with my mom. His "cake" was a batch of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. At least once a summer, we end up at Sugarhouse Park with a bucket of greasy KFC and a picnic blanket. I think this is another replay for me of good childhood food memories. We spread the blanket out by Parley's Creek (the stream that runs through the park) unde...