You know here in Utah, the leaves are changing colors.
I love this time of year so very much.
Last week my brother Andrew, my sister Lucy and I planned a 3 mile
hike up Rock Canyon, which is near my home.
The leaves are not in full colorful force yet, but will in the next coming weeks.
I often think about how much I love Utah- especially my hometown
and a few surrounding areas.
I love it because its home to me. It's where I most comfortable.
I love it because it's simple, and gorgeous.
We are surrounded by mountains, good people, and traditions.
I always knew I wanted to raise my family in Utah, particularly Provo.
I love Provo because it's accepting to big families, like the
one I grew up in and the one I am raising.
To us three, this is home and probably will be until we die.
The cool autumn air probably should be a perfume,
It's musky, smokey, fresh, clean, and earthy...its pretty much amazing.
I am hoping (besides my daily Y hike) to hike a new trail each
week and soak in as much of this autumn goodness as possible.
the trail holding them. What a brother hu!?
They look fabulous on my dining room table.