After listening to General Conference on Sunday, we took a drive up the canyon to look at the leaves. We were not alone. I think half of Utah County was driving up the canyon too. We stopped and took a short hike looking for moose. Blythe was nervous that a moose was going to get her and wanted Kent to carry her. He obliged--I did not. It turns out that we did see a moose. It was off the side of the road in the trees and it was only a fleeting glimpse, but still, it was a moose. And Monday began F week, so we sort of got a jump on "fall."
We are both hiking with our purses.
What silly girls.
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