Over the 4th of July weekend, I took a little trip down to the Grand Canyon with my brother and his family. We were very fortunate to see the rare event of the Bison migrating through the park. I’m told that this only happens for about 3-4 days every year in the area we were in.

When I was in the 7th grade, I had a friend named Krista. She was my introduction to horseback riding! I was in awe at how enormous an animal could be at 12 years old. Years later at 26, I felt the same thing after going years without riding.

I went with my mother, brother, sister and sister-in-law on an hour guided tour. 10/10 would do again! Weather was perfect and the tour was peaceful. Always nice being out in nature!

On a walk near the top of Utah Lake one evening in early spring, I found a long snek boi chilling in the sun. A rainstorm was coming in and I thought that I might give him a respite at home while it passed.

Needless to say, I gave him a photoshoot and dubbed him: Mr. Snake!

Mr Snake was put back after the storm. He slithered back to a bush where a bunch of them were nesting.

Farewell!