If only the women who lived in the Victorian age could see us now.
The surprises of the yard unfolding each season.
When raking leaves, be careful not to lose the mutt whose coat perfectly matches the season.
The recent time change handed Marlo’s sleep schedule several hits of acid…
The front of the house faces west, so the best light for the front yard happens in the late afternoon.
I took this a few hundred yards away from This Is The Place Park.
You can see a tiny bit of the U for the University of Utah on the mountain peeking up behind the trees.
The crabapple tree in the front yard is one of the last trees to keep its leaves.
Once you drive beyond Brighton Ski Resort and crest Guardsman Pass, the road takes you down either into Park City or Heber and Midvale.