Sunday, July 19, 2009
Dinner in the Mountains
Jeremy's family has dinner together every Sunday and since I can't drive to Tremonton every week, this is where I get my weekly "home-cooked meal". Tonight we did the dinner in Little Cottonwood Canyon. We had tin foil dinners and smores, then sat around and chatted. The weather was perfect. Everything is still so green and it was gorgeous. I forget how good it feels to be out there and I always think I need to do this more often. I'll work on it.
The bravest squirrel I have ever seen made himself comfortable in our campsite. He got daring enough to take food right out of our hands. This is probably why he was also the fattest squirrel I have ever seen.
I've been singing that song that you're supposed to do in rounds since we left. "I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills..." I know it sounds cheesy, but being out in nature like that really does make me reflect and appreciate things more. So glad we went, I loved it. Anyone want to go camping?