We were in St. George over President’s Day weekend to watch a little baseball (phenom nephew Jackson), bake a little bread with Grandpa, have a little (big bowl of) Mongolian BBQ, and enjoy family…
As we often do, we spent an afternoon in Zion National Park. GORGEOUS with just a dusting of snow. Take a look:
We stopped and hiked to an overlook and inserted ourselves into the scenery:
It’s powerful to recognize the hand of the Creator in this magical place.
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