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scenes from summer

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bits + pieces of my summer spent at home with family in idaho

idaho is a beautiful place to be during the summertime, and it had been many years since i'd been able to experience it firsthand. it was more than good to be back, with siblings just a phone call away and parents within reach. meeting up for lunch with my older brothers is definitely an all-time fave. that, and runs to ross to look at shoes or houseware with my mom just because. and long drawn out mornings with vanny, and plenty of sister time and late night shopping online together. spontaneous fishing trips with my brothers, and lots of hugs and kisses from nieces and nephews fill our days. we always find excuses to get chocolate malts with dad, head out to the desert just because and make quick visits to the family cabin in the mountains. we visit with my grandparents on the porch for hours, and still eat fudgecicles just like when we were little girls.

these are the memories of my childhood. the places and spaces of my life. and although it may be history now, regular visits home fill my heart with familiar sites that warm and soothe my soul. tiny hands beg to be held and our family is growing exponentially. the pitter of dog's paws and jingle of their collars are the homespun sounds that make our home a home. as i make the drive to idaho for thanksgiving i can't help but feel giddy to see them all again. 

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leg break.

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somewhere between idaho and california

we had to get out and stretch our legs, so this seemed like a more than suitable spot. we watched as the bright blue dragon flies of my youth blended and buzzed into the shrubs, and admired the white caps on the giant lake almost tricking us into thinking it was the ocean. my subaru was happy here too. she is made for adventure, and fits right in to our family. her name is sally and she's my pride and joy. 
 

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