Tuesday, September 8, 2009

There is something so enchanting

about camping at the lake. The outside world disappears for a brief moment, replaced by the brilliance of stars, the smell of campfire, the coarseness of sand, the taste of family unity. Rules have gone to the wind along with responsibilities and cares that seemed so important a day before.

The only thing more magical than camping as a child
is watching your child discover the magic of camping.













(taking the surrey down to get our fix of chocolate covered raspberries)



5 comments:

Becky W. said...

This looks FANTASTIC!!! I love every photo. What is that mixed orangey-purple-yellow one? Something melting? Something eatable?

Kim said...

lovely

HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE....... said...

Where did you go. That doesn't look like Utah?

Nikki said...

I didn't know you were a photographer too?? Is this Bear Lake?

Jess said...

ahhhh... looks like paradise. take me next time! lol

I pulled weeds all weekend.