St. George Utah.
Hot, Red, Dusty St. George.
It took me awhile to truly appreciate the beauty of this place.
But once I did it pretty much enveloped me.
And I became obsessed. I usually do that with things and places.
I have this HUGE list of people and places and things that I just absolutely love so much.
And St. George is now at the top of that list.
Maybe it's all the family memories that are slowly being created there.
Maybe its the heat, the red rocks, the cliff jumping, the adventures, the hikes.
It's all so good.
As we were driving home I was telling Ben how I literally think I had just had the best weekend of my life. I'm sure I'll say that twenty more times this year...but this one was so sincerely good. I was so completely happy all weekend.
We cliff jumped, looked for frogs late at night, hiked kanaraville falls, red reef trails, rock climbed, had a hot date night to the temple, had yummy BBQs at home, fire pits, smores, scooter rides, shooting guns (and blowing stuff up of course...we all have a little red neck lets be honest), swig cookies and dirty drinks, Thomas Judds candy store, pie, swimming, early morning walks as a family, and the list goes on and on and on. It was the best way to spend our anniversary weekend / memorial day. What a dream you are St. George, what a dream.
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