Today is Pioneer Day here in Utah. On July 24, 1847, the Mormon Pioneers entered the Salt Lake Valley. This is my heritage and I am grateful for the sacrifices those pioneers made. After being a “Ma” for Trek two summers ago, this day has even more meaning for me (read this and this).
We started today with a fun breakfast at Rebecca & Troy’s. They were brave enough to have the four cousins who live close come join their two children for a backyard camp out. Neal, at 8, is the oldest of the bunch. I told you they were brave! Our boys could hardly contain their excitement all week and had a FABULOUS time (thanks guys!).
After breakfast, we traveled up I-15 to Bountiful to drop off my CHA assignments for My Mind’s Eye. They turned out so good!
At 6:30 we met at my parents for the evenings festivities. What a fun night we had tonight on the Heber Valley Railroad Fiddlers & Fireworks train ride. We have a few boys who absolutely adore Thomas the Tank Engine. So, anything dealing with a train is out of this world! The train ride was fun, the boys ate a TON of pizza (N: 5 slices, R: 4 slices), and the fireworks were amazing.
No, really, they were AMAZING, there is something magical when you watch fireworks over a lake. The reflection off the lake is awe-inspiring. I just started taking a photography class and was super-excited about trying to take pictures of the fireworks. I came armed with shutter-speed and aperture suggestions from Pictureline and a mono-pod. Unfortunately with the boys and the cramped quarters, I got this:
when I what I saw was this:(photo credit Heber Valley Railroad site):
Oh, well … I hope you had a great day, too!
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