color palette

We've traded in the warm colors of the desert-- the reds, oranges and pinks-- for the cool greens, blues and grays of the mountains. As I drove in this afternoon and caught my first glimpse of the range jutting out from the foothills, I felt so excited about the new leaves on the aspens, the melting snow and the thunderheads above me! But before I jump ahead, let me explain my lack of blogging lately:

Wondering where we've been? You'll be sorry you asked: after moving out of our house in Moab we moved down to the Needles in Canyonlands for a week, then I flew out of SLC to North Carolina for a Hatch family visit. Meanwhile Brian drove up to the Tetons and started work. 

Sounds simple, but this involved a ton of scrubbing, shining, dusting, washing, lifting, packing, stuffing, crashing in friends houses and a few bouts of throw-up (Liesel at the Needles, me in the airplane. . . thank-you turbulence). While traveling I felt really overwhelmed with the kindness of people. Like in the book A Streetcar Named Desire, she keeps saying, "you can always depend on the kindness of strangers. . ." Thanks to our friends and a few strangers we were able to pull the whole thing off. 

Here are a few photos of our last few days in Moab:  

This little one LOVED collecting caterpillars. Although she kept squishing them when trying to pick them up. 

playing at the park-- a much needed break from "helping me" clean the house.

more to come!