Summer Winding Down: Scenes from Spanish Fork

Yesterday evening Duncan, the kids and I couldn't resist the beckoning twilight of late summer. The evening was so mellow and beautiful, and the hay field behind our house had recently been cut and dotted with bales. We had FHE outside and then lingered past the setting of the sun, watching the farmers haul the hay, watching the sunflowers blow, and watching our shadows dance against the house. In a way it felt like a good-bye to Summer; the last Summer that Chloe will be three and Charlotte will be almost-two. But, as Chloe has been saying lately, "It's going to turn Halloween." And we'll have different things and different evenings to enjoy.