one day three years ago some dear friends and i got in the car and drove to lake powell on a whim. that night, after setting up camp at some random beach, we walked to the top of a hill to watch the sunset and talked about our philosophies for life; how beautiful it is to be alive and how to make the most of it. my friend summed it up when she simply said "i like doing stuff."

me, too. i like doing stuff. having adventures. being outside. laughing when it starts raining and trying to get as wet as possible. spontaneously taking advantages of opportunities to feel alive and exuberant. living purposely and deliberately. i like spending my time and money on experiences. i like doing stuff.

manti pageant with dear mission friends
riding the chair lift and exploring sundance with jules
cheering on real salt lake under the stars
hiking to lake blanche with sister higbee

discovering stewart falls with cath // floating the provo river with julie
beautiful summer evening dinner with dear old friends

cruising the streets of provo with keri and about a hundred other cool kids - critical mass

picture-less adventures as of late:
-riding bikes to utah lake and watching the devastatingly beautiful sunset, all the world aglow from the fire in the sky
-sunday picnic with kerianne in south fork canyon - perfect sunshine, clear creek and stunning mountains
-divine moments of peace in the temple
-crying during a dollar-movie showing of the delightfully over-dramatic, sappy and romantical "last song"
-cruising with a scooter brigade in the cedar hills parade and giving hundreds of kids high-fives
-jumping in the pool with my clothes on at the ward bbq and then getting launched into the air, back flipping and surfacing stunned with delight
-exploring the incredible new exhibit at the moa -a collection of remarkably beautiful and detailed watercolor paintings of the life of christ
-dozens of perfectly beautiful moments and emotionally exhausting experiences at work
-listening to my dear friends make beautiful and unique music at velour with its uber-cool atmosphere - i have officially become a kara h and the shiveree groupie
-reading the biography of my great grandmother at an extended family reunion and feeling unexpectedly choked up at her story and the beauty of my heritage
-sitting at the end of the pier on the south rim of utah lake under the sparkling sun surrounded in majestic beauty and trying to capture a little of the perfectly gorgeous landscape in a watercolor painting
-driving from park city to provo the "canyon way" blasting music, belting along and soaking in the views

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
Roald Dahl


  1. yes, our pic from Stewart Falls made it into your post! :):):)

    i love what you wrote so much, it is so true! love you lotty

  2. Fun Char! And oh my gosh, the melted goop of chocolates from St. George! I still think of that every time I see those suckers.

    I also am with you on the heritage thing, isn't it beautiful? I feel like there's so much more to it I can't comprehend. Sounds like you're having a blast, way to go!