Coming from Utah where there is such a large chunk of public land, California took a little getting used to.
Give me lots of yellow, green and purple, please!
You mean, we can’t park wherever we want? No pulling up right onto the beach for the night? Hm. Guess it’s not the 1960’s anymore. Well, I suppose that’s the price you pay for all of the beauty this state has to offer. There’s a reason so many people live here! It’s absolutely breathtaking at every turn.
We got to San Diego on Terry’s birthday and my cousin Shelley trekked down from the Grand Canyon to spend Memorial Day Weekend with us. What a treat!
Shelley pondering life at Del Mar
A wounded soldier washed ashore
Some tunes at sunset
Sunset at Del Mar
Biking at Pacific Beach
Emily & Shelley at Mission Bay
Catamarans racing at Mission Bay
The Kirbs at Mission Bay
Mini Golf, Surfer Style
Balboa Park, Downtown SD
I realize that the list of stuff I’m going to miss has the potential to be a very long one. But we have a lot to be thankful for here!
Growing up I remember my Grandpa always loved to sing. He would break out in “Someone’s in the Kitchen with Dina” and “It Ain’t Gonna Rain No More” in the most jovial of manners. Apparently, back in the day, singing was what friends and family did for entertainment when they got together. How fun is that?
I’m thankful that I have friends that enjoy the same thing. Put us around the campfire and give us some shakers and hand drums and we transform into Jake and the Family Band. As the name would indicate, there may be certain people in the band with more musical talent than others. But singing and making music sure is a great release.
Someday I hope this link will go to a real website with a certain somebody’s music recordings: www.jakebutz.com
Devaney and Butzfunkel
See a resemblance?
Ok, so at first having a yard wasn’t the easiest. Coming from the condo lifestyle, the thought of mowing grass and spending money to water the lawn seemed like something that was just going to encroach on my mountain biking time and funds. But last summer I made my first attempt at gardening and it was an awesome experience. Terry even built a little raised box so the neighborhood dogs wouldn’t pee on my peppers. Aww, how sweet of him.
Some of the peps didn't survive the cold Park City nights.
Snyderville Basin is a great place to live, and the view from the our bedroom is gorgeous. I can’t count how many early, early mornings I’ve woken up to a sunrise I thought was the prettiest I’ve ever seen, only to wake up the next morning to see a better one. I always tell myself I’m going to get out of bed and take a photo of it, but my head hits the pillow and that’s that.