My niece Robyn needed a new location for a photo shoot with some clients.
She offered me dinner if I could escort her to THIS PLACE.
However, upon arriving at the bast of the mountain, we were greeted with a padlocked gate and a sign --
So we boogied up a different side canyon where there was a delightful trail running next to a river.
She offered me dinner if I could escort her to THIS PLACE.
However, upon arriving at the bast of the mountain, we were greeted with a padlocked gate and a sign --
So we boogied up a different side canyon where there was a delightful trail running next to a river.
Fallen leaves were scattered along our way.
Winter is definitely approaching.
Yet, around a bend, there are a few trees with a dashes of color,
and deep red shrubbery lining the river.
and deep red shrubbery lining the river.
Thanksgiving came once again. My brother and sister were playfully FIGHTING over me.
That was way cool.
For years and years and more years, I hosted enormous crowds of family and friends for Thanksgiving.
This year, it was gratifying to be the honored guest who showed up with a couple of side dishes and a smile.
Here's another Thanksgiving worth remembering . . .
My Kelty . . . just a babe.
My Leah . . . brimming with pixie charm.
And, finally, my Arian with his cousin Ross.
This shot of the hugging cousins really touches my heart. The truth is, they really consider each other to be brothers. As they grew up, they skied and mountain biked and camped together. They even chose each other as college roommates. Their wives had two daughters and one son. Their first babies were born within a month of each other. So were their second babies. So were their third ones. Do the brother-cousins plan these things out?
Anyhow, that Thanksgiving hug illustrated a relationship that would hold strong for over three decades.
Heck! They even managed to talk their wives into a 15 mile backpacking trip with their first babes along for the ride. (They are good talkers.)
Don't you just love Arian's hat hair?
Anyhow, that Thanksgiving hug illustrated a relationship that would hold strong for over three decades.
This THANKSGIVING morning, I saw a certain little bush for the 1000th time,
and high time I shared it with those of us who are facing The Dark Season.
Anyhow, that Thanksgiving hug illustrated a relationship that would hold strong for over three decades.
This THANKSGIVING morning, I saw a certain little bush for the 1000th time,
and high time I shared it with those of us who are facing The Dark Season.
It brightly greets me every time I go from the house to our detached garage.
All my trees have lost their leaves. But this little bush blazes on, crowned with maroon-colored berries!
We've had two snowstorms and yet there's ONE little plant which refuses to acknowledge winter.
I am thankful that my life is graced with such awe-inspiring beauty.
(AND,in case you haven't noticed, I deeply love where I live.)
5 comments:
:) I deeply love where you live too!
That is so neat when you see these relationships form and last through the years. Very gratifying.
What great photos. It's so fun to see the "kids" at Thanksgiving, in such formal Thanksgiving attire too! What a great time we had backpacking with the little ones-such a fun memory!
I love the photos, especially seeing Arian & Ross + their tent-faring little ones on tow.
Oh! I looked at the picture of me, and thought I was looking at a picture of Rella. I didn't think that phenomenon would ever happen to me. wow.
On another note, I really love how you express your appreciation for life through your blog. I am working on those skills, and I love seeing how you share your gratitude with others.
thank you for highlighting me in this one mom!
- Kelty
Okay. This one pretty much made me cry. The boys grew up to be so handsome and good and strong, bless them. It wasn't always easy. And I didn't get to know Ross well, but A - I knew him, and knew that you could take great pride in him, at an age when even the best boys still act like idiots. The canyon - that shot of the last color by the water - everything. I LOVE living here where I have friends I have known for almost as long as I have been a person on my own. I never had it growing up - people like you who are like cousins to ME. Family. So precious. So wonderful. So very wonderful.
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