The day got even better. We drove 20 minutes from where we will live to the ski resort Snowbird.
Above: One of the multicolored mountain formations by Snowbird.
We rode the ski life up up up the mountain. Little steams raced through green meadows that were studded with pink and blue and yellow wildflowers. Deer and baby deer trotted through the scenery. It was like a dream. At the top you could see for miles across the mountain ranges.
I felt all my weariness dissolve.
I felt joy.
I felt alive.
I love being here!
(Darnit...I only have twelve shots in my camera! I forgot to reload my chip! I'm afraid to get my camera out and take pictures from high up about the meadows.)
The Indian paintbrush was likewise a more muted color.
Hmmm...wonder if people put their babies in Silver Lupin patches every year, and I wonder if Utah brides plan their wedding date so as to be photographed in a sea of lavender blue like they do in Texas.
If they don't, they should.
The Annual Snowbird Octoberfest was in full swing. It was fun seeing little kids dressed in German style clothing dancing with their parents, and older couples in full costume dancing to traditional German music.
(We missed you Barbara and Hal! Your years of German dancing will always be a great memory for us.)