There is something about summer evenings in Utah that gives me a great sense of well-being.
The air cools down,
our family dinner is complete,
the smell of someone's busy BBQ grill is often hanging in the air,
the sunlight softens,
Daddy is usually home,
and disheveled boys run out to play in the backyard
with bare feet and faces smudged from the day's adventures,
bringing the soundtrack of laughter and discovery to the day's end.