As traditional calls for in the Fall, we went to Squaw Peak last night. Afterwards we went to Vivian Park for a picnic. There were a few families there with their grandparents and I thought about how someday we might be coming there with our little grandkids. Hopefully we would be living somewhere else OTHER than Utah by then. I still have this desire to travel the world, and Ken has this desire to act, which could lead us anywhere too. But Provo Canyon in the fall, will always be a place we can go to remember our past. We've been going here ever since 1994.
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| Squaw Peak 2011 |
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| Us, 16 yrs and counting! |
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| Just for perspective, this was the girls 8 years ago |
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| and now, Vivian, almost 11! |
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| Natasha at 12 |
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| Keilani at 15 |
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| and for perspective again, the boys 5 years ago |
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| Now Zane, a serious face! |
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| Everyone looks at him! |
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| There we go, sort of... |
2 comments:
I love that you have this tradition, Clarice! I miss you guys. Daisy's studying the pictures of her cousins :)
I LOVE LOVE LOVE your family! Totally need to come see you since we are so close(er)!
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