my sweet father

Happy Father's Day Dad!

My aunt is in town from VA and she likes to look through the photo albums stacked in my grandma's closet.  She picks them at random and pulls them down, transporting us into some other time.  I like hearing the commentary and taking in all the great snapshots of the lives of my wonderful family.  I liked this especially today because I was missing my parents and seeing them made me smile.  This picture of my beautiful mom and sweet dad was taken in 1982 in my grandparents backyard.  I can practically smell the bbq smoke, hear the jazz and feel the warm cement on my bare feet.

This is my Grandpa Awesome.

This picture was taken at the cabin he built in Heber, Utah.

flashback: Spring in October 2007

I could be in Africa right now.  

That thought has crossed my mind a few times this past week.  True, with the right resources, a full day committed to sitting in a cramped airplane, and any of us could be in Africa right now if we wanted to be.  But the fact that a trip was all but booked has Africa on my mind lately and the heavier dose of wanderlust that comes with it has me a little preoccupied.

In preparation for the trip I pulled together a bunch of my favorite images from the last visit in 2007 when the Jacaranda trees were in full glorious lavender bloom for Spring in October.

{that just sounds confused doesn't it?}

{Those suspicious bumps in the water where the river bends by the sandbar are what you think they are.}

I'm posting this entry now with hopes that putting out good Africa bound vibes will help line things up and the trip will still happen in the near future.  Here's hoping...