None of these pictures capture it, but Cache Valley looked like images from some Peter Jackson production. Everything was bright green and dramatic. Sun was peeking through the ever-present clouds and I could almost see fairies sparkling across the hillsides.
The one drawback: it was cold. Really, really cold. Which makes me think that fairytale lands really aren't what they seem.
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Oh, it looks gorgeous, but my favorite photo is of your kiddos. They are adorable and I miss them.
we were luck kids, living in such a gorgeous fairy-land of a place. i often find myself staring out mom's bay window at your parents' house, at the merry-go-round and the (now-demolished) sandpile, smiling at memories of "train-rides" and the flooding of the bikini islands and watching kittens and puppies and our imaginations grow.
i'm so grateful your family has such a prevalent mark on my bank of foggy childhood memories.
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