Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Our first day at the Sand Dunes. The water winding through the sand. The beginnings of the first sand castle. Our youngest, the Lil Booger. The dunes behind her, the blue sky above.
After supper that night (steak and hot dogs!) we watched a hailstorm cross the plains towards us. We didn't know it was a hailstorm, saw the wall of rain, saw the dust getting kicked up on the land. Seconds before the thing hit, it became clear we should get inside. Called the kids, grabbed the food, ran inside, pelted the entire time. This is the sunset that followed.
The second sand castle. Two seaports, irrigated fields, towers for the royalty and the rich, small mounds for the commoners. I asked the girls to name it, they had no interest. We'll call it Clowncarnia.
The Hux and I at the base of Zapata Falls. Nice and cool up there. The water is melt-off from mountain snow, it makes its way down and around the dunes we played in all weekend. When we got back home, it was 102 degrees. Yikes.