Karla Olofson Photography

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October 2, 2011

Love is in the air . . .

Patrick and Christine will be married in a few months, wow where has the time gone?

August 12, 2011

I have walked and played along the banks of this small creek almost every summer of my life. Why I never walked just a few hundred yards further up the creek I can't say. Sadly all those years I had missed the beauty surrounding the creek where this little hidden path winds through pine and aspen trees over rocks, and logs then along the creek. The creek runs into a lake I have so many childhood memories of. Our denim quilt spread out along the bank, us kids laying in the warm summer sun waiting for a fish to bite. My grand kids and their cousins take our place all these years later, their poles held up with a sticks just the way we used to hold our poles. From the other side of the lake I feel like I'm watching myself, the bank seemingly unchanged the trees a little taller. I thought I knew the bank and creek so well but not once in all those years did I walk far enough to discover this beauty on my own. I will cherish the evening my sister in-law Wendy led us just a little further up the bank to make sure we found the little hidden path.

August 11, 2011

Out and about

I was out with Bailey and her mom and was able to take a few pictures of her. It's hard for me to believe how fast she has grown up. Thanks Bailey for being such a good model for me I had a good time and I can't wait to see the pictures your mom took.

August 4, 2011

Trail to the falls

Hiking down to Cascade Falls is one of our camping traditions. I must have hiked this trail more than 30 different years maybe more. I have a stack of pictures taken at the trail head, it's fun to look back and see who was there that year and how much everyone has changed and grown up. On the front row the youngest Daxton 6 weeks and on the back row (in the cowboy hat) Uncle Vic 86. Some years we don't all end up hiking on the same day. This is one of the biggest groups I can remember and it's not even all of us. Even though I hike this same trail every year I never tire of the view out towards Zion the bright orange rock formations and the first glimpse of the falls. Some years only a small amount of water flows from the giant hole in the side of the cliff, other years even before you can see the falls you can hear the roar of the rushing water. Last year I wondered just how many more time my knees would be able to make the hike. This year watching Uncle Vic hike all the way to the end inspired me and I hope to hike this and other trails for years and years to come.

August 3, 2011

Bridge over Hover Dam

Lennie and I came home from the cool mountain air through Vegas. This was our first time over the new bypass bridge over the Hover Dam. I was so excited even after everyone I had talked to that had already been over the bridg had said "you can't even tell your going over it" and "you can't see a thing from it". Well they were right, I must say I was more than a little bit disapointed as we traveled 55mph over the smoth concrete road, and strangely enough I missed going over the dam, looking at the high water mark and the winding road. Don't get me wrong I didn't miss going slow but I did miss the view of the dam and the lake. Now if I can just get Lennie to stop one of these times to walk out over the canyon on the bridge.