Sure, there’s more green Jell-O here than there is in the entire rest of the world, but there’s also this.
Snow in October. Just as certain as death and taxes.
A small heads up for anyone headed to this beautiful spot in the middle of The Great Salt Lake.
Historical facts do not matter when trying to distract a five-year-old from the knowledge that we are not yet at our destination.
What? No cop approaching my car? And I call this a mommyblog.
I guess this place is okay. Could use a little more drama, maybe.
The hills are now in Technicolor.
I wonder how many of us will now have this stuck in our heads for the rest of the day.
If my kids are going to embrace change, then so will I.
When someone describes the culture here as “sometimes a little weird” this should help explain that a bit.