With a rainy conference weekend drawing us into the comforts of home we were relieved and excited to see the first waves of sunlight on Sunday morning. As the sun peaked from behind the ominous clouds we packed our snacks, rounded up our leashes and loaded the car for a drive to Logan.
We had a calming drive up listening to conference, until the last few minutes which were lost in the fuzz of radio. As we cruised the canyon we were wishing we would have been there one week prior, as the leaves faded to a dusty gray. Still, we found a spot amidst the oaks to let the dogs run and enjoy a little of the fall colors. The dogs were SO happy to be out, they ran so fast and thought we should climb the whole mountain. Lulu ran, Rudy chased, Max sniffed and straggled behind. They do love the trail, and it reminds me of how much I miss my life as it used to be, when there were no responsibilities of home ownership, and Emily and I could take off at a whim to head for the hills. We spent many fall weekends driving through the colorful Henry's or squeezing in one more narrows hike. We often took off on Friday night to a place we'd never been and woke up in the light of an entirely new world. Those were the good ol' days, and we enjoyed them while we could. Now, a Sunday drive to get away is a real luxury, and a pleasant escape.
We drove into Logan to look at a few houses, drive through some neighborhoods, and enjoy a little fall in the small town. On our way back we stopped at Grandma's to catch the end of conference and ended up staying for dinner.
When we finally loaded up to drive home the dogs were pooped. (Rudy always comes home exhausted from a play with
Maybelle!) And so our week ended and we begin another, and if I got one message from conference it was the idea that we have to be optimistic, despite what is going on around us. With chores, work, distractions and the like it is easy to get caught up and pulled down. I often look back at 'the good ol' days' and miss backpacking and trips, but then I look forward to watching puppies grow, and creating new adventures. We can't get hung up on things, we have to move on with a smile. We have to learn to find joy in the little things, like dogs that wrestle, husbands that want "lovies", and fall Sunday drives.
We had a calming drive up listening to conference, until the last few minutes which were lost in the fuzz of radio. As we cruised the canyon we were wishing we would have been there one week prior, as the leaves faded to a dusty gray. Still, we found a spot amidst the oaks to let the dogs run and enjoy a little of the fall colors. The dogs were SO happy to be out, they ran so fast and thought we should climb the whole mountain. Lulu ran, Rudy chased, Max sniffed and straggled behind. They do love the trail, and it reminds me of how much I miss my life as it used to be, when there were no responsibilities of home ownership, and Emily and I could take off at a whim to head for the hills. We spent many fall weekends driving through the colorful Henry's or squeezing in one more narrows hike. We often took off on Friday night to a place we'd never been and woke up in the light of an entirely new world. Those were the good ol' days, and we enjoyed them while we could. Now, a Sunday drive to get away is a real luxury, and a pleasant escape.We drove into Logan to look at a few houses, drive through some neighborhoods, and enjoy a little fall in the small town. On our way back we stopped at Grandma's to catch the end of conference and ended up staying for dinner.
When we finally loaded up to drive home the dogs were pooped. (Rudy always comes home exhausted from a play with
Maybelle!) And so our week ended and we begin another, and if I got one message from conference it was the idea that we have to be optimistic, despite what is going on around us. With chores, work, distractions and the like it is easy to get caught up and pulled down. I often look back at 'the good ol' days' and miss backpacking and trips, but then I look forward to watching puppies grow, and creating new adventures. We can't get hung up on things, we have to move on with a smile. We have to learn to find joy in the little things, like dogs that wrestle, husbands that want "lovies", and fall Sunday drives.
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You can revel in the fact that you were able to create so many fabulous memories in your "younger" years!
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