Last night we got back from a perfectly long weekend. We spent a few days together with some friends at one of the greatest places on earth: The Cabin (definitely deserves to be capitalized). Creamie has taken to calling it The Cabbage. Ha! It was absolute heaven, and just the relaxing weekend we needed right now. We were able to fit a lot into the few days we were there, most of which I did not take pictures of. But this pic is my very favorite from the whole trip.
We went fishing at Navajo Lake, and it was every bit as beautiful as it looks. The water is crystal clear and you can see straight to the bottom. It was a warm afternoon and I sat on a blanket on the rocky beach looking at the leaves and watching my two favorite people do what they love most. Fishing for Scott and throwing rocks for Creamie. If I ever have a chance to live one day over again, this will rank high up on my list of options. After Creamie had stepped in the water a few times and her shoes, socks and pants were soaked we got back in the car for a short drive to Cedar Breaks National Monument.
Often overlooked, Cedar Breaks sits in the tops of the mountains with the rim well over 10,000 feet above sea level. Wind and water has carved out a gorgeous amphitheater 2,500 feet deep that is full of amazing red rock formations. The whole mountain top was crusted with beautiful snow but a bitterly cold wind kept our visit short.
I could look at these rocks for the rest of my life and never stop loving them. I’m jealous of the snowman, because he does get to look out across this beauty for the rest of his (albeit short) life.
Creamie couldn’t appreciate it much. It was getting to be late afternoon and she hadn’t had lunch. She was going on day three with no nap. And due to her earlier adventures at the lake she is wearing her mittens on her feet instead of her shoes. Which unfortunately meant that she had cold hands and feet. Good grief, where are that poor child’s parents.
We were sad to come home and face the real world of phone calls and piles of emails and work and laundry. It was the perfect weekend. Thanks M+G for letting us crash at your Cabbage. We can’t wait to go back. (Also, SNOW! I got to touch it and taste it and smell it. I can’t wait for winter to creep down the mountains and settle in at my house.) Happy Monday!