Anthropolification

Anthropolification Boyer Cream Cardi GIVEAWAY!!!! GIVEAWAY!!!!

Do you read this site? Because you really should. This woman is incredible. Like many of you I'm sure, I've been admiring Anthropologie's Boyer Cream Cardi for quite some time. Grosgrain Fabulous made one! I know, incredible! I'm crossing my fingers to win this one. Knowing how stiff the competition is (her last giveaway resulted in over 200 entries), I carefully considered her sewing process and thought, "That sounds simple enough. Maybe even I could do that."

It was a fleeting burst of confidence. Who are we kidding? Maybe when I learn to sew a button on, I can aspire to something like Anthropolifying my clothes. Hey, a girl can dream...

"All this is the music of waters."

John Wesley Powell, 1895, on Zion Canyon.

The National Park Service explanatory brochure expounds on Powell's sentiment: "Immutable yet ever changing, the cliffs of Zion stand resolute, a glowing presence in late day, a wild calm.
Melodies of water soothe desert-parched ears, streams twinkle over stone, wren song cascades from red-rock cliffs, cottonwood leaves jitter on the breeze."

A 40 inch print of Maynard Dixon's gorgeous depiction of Angel's Landing takes up most of the space on our stairway wall.

Zion Canyon is a place we've visited a couple of times, and there's something magical about it for us. It's a place where you can breath deeply and spend days in reverent awe staring at the cliffs. So for your five year anniversary, Rob and I took a trip to Zion Canyon, including a hike up Angel's Landing.

Grammie and Pops kindly took Matt and Ellie for the weekend, despite being completely consumed in mission prep. Bless them. Rob and I stayed at the Desert Pearl Inn, a place we highly recommend, and spent all day Saturday hiking in the park. It was perfect: a lovely hotel as a home base, a place that feels luxurious after a day on the trails, combined with, well, a day on the trails. Hiking attire, switchbacks, and trail conversation. Everyone gets deep and honest on the trail, even if it's only a well-traveled 5 mile trail followed by a less traveled 3.6 mile trail. Something about being in nature allows Conversation. We loved it.








Following Church at the Springdale 2nd ward on Sunday morning, we drove back to Salt Lake in time for family dinner and the oh-so-traditional popcorn and rootbeer (in frosty mugs) at Grammie Doll and Daddy's Owen's house.

I'm already dreaming of our next hike. Deep breath. Smile.