Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge

Up, Up in the Air

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Seen at Hill Air Force Base along Interstate-15 near Layton.

Autumn Nears (part II)

Fire on the mountain.

   These photos were taken between Park City and Heber on Sunday morning. They were not edited. 

   I can't believe how red the leaves are right now. A week ago there were only a few trees that had changed.

Autumn Nears (part I)

Life Through a Lens

   I almost forgot to mention, my youngest daughter Aly has started a photo blog. She is trying to build up a portfolio for school so that she can take digital photography. You can visit her blog here: it is called Life Through a Lens. She has only posted once so far, but she has taken a lot of pictures over the past year or two and is still getting used to this blogging thing. I'm sure once she gets the hang of it she will be posting some of her other stuff.
    I am hoping that the two of us can take a photography class this coming year. That would be awesome. Anyhow, drop by her blog and pay her a visit.
   Peace.

Black and White

September 12

Sunrise

September 11

Sunset

A couple of years ago we went to Sandy, Utah, to see the flag display honoring those who died on September 11. With the help of the Colonial Flag Foundation and volunteers, each year thousands of flags are placed on the lawn in front of Sandy City Hall.

The first year I went there was very emotional. I was touched by the gesture the people from Colonial Flag had made by making this possible. I remembered reading something about this and how the owner or someone from the company had wanted so desperately to do something in honor of those fallen victims and heroes. It was pretty simple. They had a flag company and so they put up some flags. One for everyone who died on that tragic day.

I am always so deeply moved when I visit this place. Those invisible strings inside me get pulled and tugged this way and that and I always cry.

Today, Lois told me that Jeni has been learning of this in school and that she had some questions. I've always taken it for granted that both of the girls just knew because each year at this time Lois and I always talk about it. Looking back I realized that they were only three and four. Aly sobbed today after she watched YouTube with Jen. It was the same emotion that I get when I think about it. That feeling I'll never forget.

I think this year when they saw the flags there was a sense of awe and understanding.

To learn more about the Colonial Flag Foundation Visit the Healing Field

Covered Bridge

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Fall Approaches

White Bark

Old Cabin