I actually remembered to bring the camera to something. Yay. We're still trying to hang on to these last days of summer, but maybe it's too late. We drove up Little Cottonwood Canyon for a hike, and the further we drove, the foggier, and rainier, and colder it got. It was a beautiful day though, hiking up through the clouds and rain until we got to Cecret Lake. It was actually kind of eerie passing the deserted ski lift at Alta, then making it to the lake that was only periodically visible as the fog rolled out and then in again.
Still my little mama's girl.
(A little emotional...)
But nobody makes her laugh like dad.