Hide & Seek

Ah...still remembering the blast of a "Hide & Seek" game we had over spring break. Such fun!!

We agreed upon the boundaries, chose the first person to be the seeker (1,2,3 not it), then took off running and diving behind the most overhanging of large hoodoos we could find whilst listening to the count down: 50, 49,48...

The branches prefer to find a really great spot and stay put. The twigs prefer to migrate from place to place the whole round.

They both work. 

The boundaries changed as the afternoon wore on, getting smaller in dimension. Those who were found were recruited to join in seeking for the last person eluding detection.

At one point I could see out of the corner of my eye three men walking past me in the distance. I was face down, in a little dusty ditch, huddling as closely as possible to the near wall of the ditch in an attempt to be invisible to the "seekers" when I heard the men talking. One said, "Do you think she's okay?" to which another responded, "I think she's trying to get a good camera angle or something." I lifted a hand out of the dirt to wave them a friendly "Hello - now just keep moving along so you don't give me away."

Even more delightful to me was when I saw the same three men coming back from their wander out yonder. The Mr. was at that time laying in that same said ditch and they were all three looking at him.

It's a family thing...

(The view from the ditch.)

Soccer Sons

There's electricity in the air. It's soccer season and that makes our men happy! 

Time to fly!

 

 

 Time to run!

 Time to kick!

 Time to jump for the sky!

 And for sure it's time to thank their awesome Coach Toone!

Eating cinder blocks

I LOVE rock! 

I love to look at it...

...to hike on it and between it...

  ...to feel it under my hands...

...and even to my shame, I like (or liked) to eat it. Growing up, this was my backyard and when it rained that ordinary cinder block fence you can see by the trees smelled delicious, so delicious! I could not help myself. I'd breathe in that yummy smell and nibble away at the fence. I'm sure my teeth marks are still there. The wear marks certainly show on my front teeth. I've given up eating rock but boy howdy I still love it.

 

During our brief spring break we got to hike one of my favorite slot canyons, Little Wild Horse. It feeds my soul. Lucky for me, the Mr. likes rock too, though he never ate it.   :)

The twigs come along on our rock adventures. They don't crave it like we do but they love to climb it.

I wonder what the rock will be like in North Carolina where this twig will be spending his time loving and serving the people who live there, and the God that he and I love more than we love rock.  

 

Sinbad's Eyes

Spring Break was short with 3 different school schedules so we played hard in the time we had. A new hike for us was "Sinbad's Eyes" on the San Rafael Reef. 

The Mr. liked that he got to hike on slickrock. He loves that stuff!

The twigs liked that there was trail mix, though with this hike at the end of a very long day of hiking, they were less than excited. When it came down to it they decided to hang with the "can't get enough" parents. The littlest twig even raced Dad for the top - and won.

The hike ended at two caves that looked like eyes.

The north "eye/cave" had a window in the top of it. 

I liked the pictographs in the cave. Thinking of those who had lived there, in that shelter, gave me immense gratitude for running water and warm fluffy blankets.

The sun was setting as we headed down to the car. What a beautiful place - we love Southern Utah!