I love this place. The new world meets the old world. Agricultural enterprise fills the air with smells of hay-grass and fertilizer. I drive through my neighborhood and on either end are horses, cows, and wild turkeys. This makes for precarious driving at times when the animals want to share the road.
Mountains in all directions to remind us of how small we are…to remind us of how we are only important as parts of the bigger picture. So much to see, all of it making each day a new and appreciable experience. The mouth of Logan Canyon calls me, whispering its beckoning on the warm summer breeze.
This place radiates with hope and incubates my intrigue for new adventure. Look out Cache Valley, here I come!
Whitney Afterdark 