But wait, isn’t it May? Do I have my seasons and my holidays seriously mixed up? No, actually we were in Goblin Valley (Utah) last weekend, home of some amazing rock formations (the “goblins”) and did, indeed, drive through a fluke snow storm on our way home. Just a normal old day in Utah.
The brochure put out by the Utah State Park folks had this to say: “From deposits 170 million years ago by a vast inland sea, Goblin Valley was sculpted by forces of nature such as uplift and erosion by wind and water…resulting in the stone gnomes inhabiting the valley.”
It really is some phenomenal looking terrain, although the cloudy weather means our pictures don’t really do it justice.
This was really a camping trip for Jen and Larry and a bunch of their friends, but we got to tag along by virtue of providing the transportation for Avila to join them the second day of their trip. (This weekend had been long-planned before anyone realized it was the same weekend as the must-attend dress rehearsal for Avila’s ballet recital.)
The kids’ new-to-them pop-up tent camper was a champ—kept us all dry and comfy through the long rainy night. But the downside of the weather was that the entire gang began breaking camp first thing on Sunday morning—concerned as much as anything about their ability to slog out through the sandy road which was now looking pretty swampy.
We felt most vulnerable in our two-wheel drive minivan, so were among the first to actually leave, before the “road” got too torn up. David did some masterful driving and we made it out, although that entailed driving on the desert itself some instead of the swamped road! The remaining drive home was uneventful, passing through more dramatic terrain and for a good chunk of time the spitting rain turned into a pretty good snow storm, just to keep things interesting!
But, beyond that, spring has continued in full force. I had tomato plants that were going crazy inside so I succumbed to the lure of the warm weather and planted them early in the month. We, of course, had early morning frost the first couple of days of last week, so both plants froze. But internet research suggested they might well come back (thank you Mr. Google) and one has resoundingly done so, with the jury still out on the other. But we do truly seem to be past frost now (she says, hopefully) so in went the other ‘maters, along with a few other things in big pots and our front bed. We’ll see what happens. I’m not nearly as successful channeling Daddy’s inner-gardener as I’d like.
The big news of the past week, though, was the ballet recital—Avila’s first performance on the big stage. She was a little lambie and, as you might expect, was cute as a bug. (Always wondered about that expression—how many bugs are really that cute?!?) Anyway, you know what I mean! She’s been looking forward to this for weeks, if not months, and her performance at the dress rehearsal last weekend was great but she was somewhat “oddly” stunned by it all. Apparently the dress rehearsal helped make the big stage more comfortable after all, though (as it’s somewhat designed to do) and she had an absolute blast in her performance Friday evening, although the most joy seemed to come at the end when she got flowers!
Another “big one” for us recently was a great visit by son, Collin, and his sweetie, Katy. It was just a “long weekend” but we had a great time just hanging out together, getting to know Katy a little, and catching up with Collin. Looking forward to the next visit.
I’ll close with some more pix of Avila for those who, like us, can’t get enough (okay, well there’s probably NO ONE like us in that regard, but I know there are some of you who do enjoy a few more pix!) and hope that you’ll leave a comment to let me know you dropped by!