Nature's Playground

Two weeks ago, I went down to southern Utah to see a few plays—The Little Mermaid at Tuacahn, which was good (much better than Mary Poppins anyway), and The Winter's Tale at the Shakespearean Festival, which was fabulous. But you can't go down to southern Utah without getting outside for a bit, at least I can't. This time we visited Snow Canyon, which is a rather tiny place but also a rather lovely one. We saw lots and lots of lizards, we went on a few hikes, we explored caves filled with lava rocks, and my toes got to enjoy some wonderful soft sand.

We played on the rocks in a little slot canyon.

I practiced my rock-climbing skills.

Yeah, I know, that picture would be a lot more impressive if you couldn't see the ground I'm standing on. What can I say? I don't know how to rock climb—but I'd be up for learning any time.

The best part of the trip? I got to frolic in the sunshine.

And yes, I'm frolicking, even though it might look like I'm trying to fly or practicing some ballet. I was actually skipping when this picture was taken. Let's just say I get a bit giddy when I've been cooped up for too long and then I finally get to be free. Ahhhhh.