Summertime

I love this time of year! BBQ's (I bought a grill!), biking, hiking, hammocks, boating (I heart Lake Powell!), and FIREWORKS! Which brings me to the 4th of July. The day started out on a hot air balloon with my chum Gina. Oh, and my new BFF Bruce. There is no other way to fly (sorry Scott). It's amazing to be suspended in air in complete silence. We went up uber high, but then hovered around close to the ground, close enough to grab leaves off the trees. I highly recommend a ride before you die. It's top notch. Other festivities included (but were not limited to) the parade, lunch with the Dallins/Smoots, an attempt at boating that was foiled by the pesky weather, and to top it all of, I went to the culdesac of fire at Stone Gate. Illegal fireworks are the only way to go. Happy Independence Day indeed.