Fall picinic

I love seasons,

the way they still you,

the family traditions they inspire,

the way they remind you of the Creator,

and his love,

the excuse they give you to buy new shoes,

and color your hair,

the way they help you measure the growth

of your children.

(And boy are they growing)

The way the smell,  the way they wrap around your skin

and make you feel,
Alive.                                 

        These are some pictures from a family picnic up American Fork canyon.

We, (aunites on Smith side), went up to start dinner for Glenn, Garrett and Greg after their

very long hike.

(pictures below)

We sliced and diced and put hot dogs on sticks to roast over the fire

that we started
As the little ones threw rocks in the creek, kicked up colorful leaves,

and ran with their imaginations.

I love how their grins and giggles echoed throughout the trees.

I love them all.

It's a wonderful world,
I say.