Intermission

In between the morning and afternoon session of General Conference, we loaded up the car and headed to one of our favorite spots on this earth. After a little hike that we were hoping GG could make, (and she did!) we stood on some rocks that overlooked this beautiful valley.

My Grandpa taught me that because of the way the Earth is tilted on its axis this time of year, the colors appear much more vibrant. The sky is almost a turquoise blue and the mountains are purple. The grass is a lush green and the leaves are beginning to look like a patchwork quilt. As far as the eye can see, it looks like a painting. This should not be real.


These pictures are looking to the right and then to the left. A drastic change. A green golf course progressing into scrub oak obeying the commands of autumn.

I am in awe of the details that go into anything created in nature.




We pulled over and got out of the car to observe some buffalo slowly eating and enjoying their Sunday afternoon as they rolled around in the dirt and tended to their babies.