...escaping reality for a weekend

Life is hectic. The to-dos pile, the work stacks and the pressure thickens. On days like that, which seem to be more and more common these days, I dream of my parent's little cabin in the Uintahs. I love that little house. I have been going there since I was a wee one. It is an escape. When I am there, I forget about the crazy life and schedule awaiting me in the city. It is just me and nature. The clean air is refreshing; the company inviting; the views invigorating. A visit there leaves me rejouvinated; ready to face the bulging to-do list that awaits me.

My parents are in town this week and rounded up their rowdy crew for a family reunion at my favorite little retreat. J and I were both in need of a lazy getaway, so we were so excited as we headed out on our 1.5-hour road trip to the cute little house. The views were spectacular! I couldn't keep myself from snapping shots of the beautiful colors and views as we approached our destination. It was a little chilly and the leaves were just beginning to change; I could feel fall approaching.

We spent the weekend building tree houses, fishing behing the little house, playing on the tree swing, exploring meadows, reading, laughing, playing games and eating really good food. It was beautiful...every part of the trip.