We spent an awesome weekend in Franklin. There's nothing prettier than Franklin in the spring I think...
I don't have most of the great pictures we took--they are all stuck on LoaLee's camera.
The kids had a blast riding horses, trimming horse hooves, and cooking breakfast on the porch.
Beau hung out with Mosey--the best dog on the planet and Clancy (who thinks he's the best dog on the planet...). He slept out in the tent with the boys, rolled in manure and chewed on horse hooves. yummm. Unfortunately, today Beau is recovering from surgery to remove Jenna's very tiny stuffed animal (what do you do with a teething puppy...) that was lodged in his intestine. We are glad he didn't have any terrible illness or twisted intestine but this is a seriously expensive chew toy.
Rustin and I got to sped Friday night in SLC city with my parents. We went to Utah Symphony's performance of Mahler's 1st symphony--Titan. It was really stunning. While (embarrassingly) the Mozart piano concerto in the first half nearly put me to sleep, the Mahler symphony was amazing the entire time. The symphony doubled in size size from Mozart to Mahler. The Titan symphony calls for more instruments than almost any symphony (so the program said...) The horns and tympani were amazing. We loved it all.
On Monday we visited the cemeteries. I'll have to write more about that later. It was a cool, clear beautiful morning. Sam played his bagpipes at the cemetery as we visited the resting places of Rustin's fourth great grandparents and down.
In the afternoon we went canoeing at Johnson's reservoir where the boys "accidentally" swamped the canoe three times. It wore them out. Actually I think we are all still tired.
Tomorrow is our first official day of summer so we will sleep in and then get organized. Positive thinking's important right...?
2 comments:
Franklin is beautiful. I wish I could have gone to the Symphony with you. Good thing we have one in Brisbane too - one with a euphonium in the brass!
We loved going to the Symphony when we'd visit Grandma in SLC. One time we were up close watching a violinist do her solo thing. She was so wild with that violin that her bow kept breaking strings. As she would play the string would be whipping around in the air like a fly fisherman's line. It was so fun and memorable.
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