I am loving the fresh mountain air, all the green trees, and the relaxing time with family and friends. Last week we took a ride on the Heber Creeper: a train that creeps through the lush canyon from Orem to Heber City. Just a few snaps from the day:
The train is older; I think it tells such an antiqued story:
My dad. I love his smile. So warm. So genuine.
I was inspired by the inside of the train. I couldn’t give it an exact date but I kept seeing a vintage engagement shoot: young lovers circa 1946, saying goodbye as he heads to war and she stays behind to support the war effort and plan their wedding alone…next time I am here…anyone interested in a little photography fun complete with costumes? I really want to do it…
My boy. I haven’t seen him in the last two weeks. He has been so occupied playing with the cousins that he hasn’t cared to even give me the time of day. (It has been a nice break. I am not ready for Monday when we go home and I get, “Mom! Who will play with me?”)
I love you son.
My little nieces are such good girls. They really are a tribute to their parents and their family. They are sweet, kind, good to each other, and a joy to be around.
Love this one:
And this one:
AND this one:
This little lady was so busy that I didn’t get too many of her…busy body.
She recently had a friend “style” her hair…i think that is a rite of passage as a child: having a friend cut your hair… Sadie says, “I like it. I think she did a good job.”
I had a lovely ride with some of my favorite people.