
While the morning has such a power over me the evening does too. When I go to the gym in the evening I get to see the mountains lit up with the most glorious shades of red and orange. I almost ran a stop sign because I was mesmerized by it beauty. It always amazes me how the same sun can have such different affects. One being soft and subtle chasing away darkness, yet when setting have such an intensity that takes the breath away while welcoming in the darkness after a long day. I love it!!
Don't get me wrong. I love the Golden Hills of California. I love the way the green or golden grass waves on the gentle rolling hills as the wind blows with the cows peacefully graze. It is glorious to see it standing on a quiet hilltop after a invigorating hike. I do miss California. I mis

It is hard to decide what is more amazing to watch. I don't think that I could ever choose since I have been able to experience both and love both. If only I could put these two loves together then it would be perfect. Sadly that wont happen. I will just have to live with my memories of California sunrises and sunsets and drink in the beautiful wonder that Utah is able to provide for me now. I do love living in Utah and I do not regret ever moving here for I have found plenty to be grateful both in the scenic beauty and the beauty of family. Both are beautiful to witness on a daily basis and something that I can never tire of viewing time and time again.
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What lovely descriptions. And DON'T give up your dream of living in CA again. Ya never know where Jake will end up getting some cush job. And if you keep telling him how cool the rolling hills are, he just may not be able to resist.
I met a couple of Walden students today at "Spicy Nails"--the owner's kids--they knew you & Amanda. You're becoming famous! Hope all's going well. So good to hear from you here.
xoxxoxoxo
i saw the most amazing sunset here in utah last week. i took a picture of it. i always thought rexburg sunsets were best, but i might change my mind. growing up in livermore, i never found the real beauty in the golden hills. sad, i know.
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