The birthplace of all that lives in these pages.
There is just one moon and one golden sun.
A parting gift from the place I used to call home.
If you get nervous standing next to the balcony on the second story of a mall, you might want to stick to the sidewalk with this one.
The second installment of a new tradition: snapshots of Utah every month for a year.
Of course it snowed the morning that Marlo started feeling better. You could say that’s just her luck, but I will say IT’S JUST UTAH.
The tiny corner of the high desert that I managed to see during daylight.
For Gail, Jeannie, Erin, Diane, Casey, Suzie and Shelley, the Badass Beauties.
If anyone has a kid who is working on a leaf collection, I might have one or two lying around.
Now I’m beginning to wonder how many people could find Utah on a map CASEY I’M LOOKING DIRECTLY AT YOU.