A Quick Fifteen Hundred Feet Up

It was an invitation happily accepted- a quick jaunt up the trail at the mouth of Wales Canyon with my boy. Beautiful and refreshing to the mind, body, and spirit, we talked, discussed, and enjoyed the whole danged time we had together.
 

Eff You, PartyBoy

A grueling, beautiful, and mostly happy day on the mountain helping Hyrum and Millie get some things ready for their wedding- It didn't go as well or as fast as we'd hoped, but that didn't stop Hyrum from demanding more and more and more...

And yes, that caterpillar ought to have yellow and black spinefur on his entire back. He decided to hang out in my shirt for the morning and left me with that spinefur all over my mid-torso, resulting in mild to high discomfort for the day...

Jesse Came Home for a While

Not a long while, mind you, but for a couple of weeks. And that's a good thing after not seeing him for a year and a half-

His time in the Army has given him some perspective, but his specific Jesse-ness remains strong as a girder running up and down his spine. 

 

Road Closed and Flowers Sprouted

 

This is what we have to look forward to for a couple of months, at least. 

But without community and with nothing but sweepstakes winners schlorping from the real estate troughs and bringing whirlwinds and pits for all of our neighbors, what hope will this dry, locust-riddled land bring to our grandchildren?

Out to the Swell

There was a time not long ago even by the reckoning of a young person when one could venture out into the desert and see very few people, and not only on trails and in the back country- on the main roads it wasn't uncommon to see one or two people every couple or three hours. That's not the way it is now.

This time we saw as many as seven cars and three trucks and trailers along with a couple of loud mouthed side-by-sides all at the same time from a side trail ovelooking a section of road no more than a third of a mile long. That's a sad contrast, and one that I didn't think would happen over the space of a few years. 

 

 

 

 

 

Neverthless, we had a good time and tried hard to be grateful for what we have. Even it might not last long.

Pan-Celtic Fest 2022

 

SUCCESS! 

A new age of friends and loved ones participated in this year's Saint Paddy celebration, and the food was superb. 

It would be nice if this would become a real holiday followed by another holiday so it wouldn't  be so danged hard to drag out of bed to go to work the next morning, though.

Skiing and Loganing

 

 

Jerusha hosted a lark up to Logan and Beaver Mountain so we could get away for a couple of days to ski and spend some time, well, you know, living. 

It was memorable and too damned short.