Thanks...for the memories

Can it really be that summer has been reduced to only a...memory? Not so distant, I realize, but still a mere recollection, a reflection of something past?

It seems it just began...early June...summertime at last...backpacks cleared of any and all lingering papers, notes and miscellaneous projects, hot pink shorts and striped t-shirts, tank tops and flip flops take place of tennis shoes, ankle socks and navy and white...white and navy...Friends from morning til dusk, bike rides, sweating brows, popsicles and pool days. Late nights, Lagoon, water parks and (my personal favorite) late, lazy, loafy summer mornings.

Now it's over.

School supplies are strewn across the dining room table, new shoes lie stacked by the front door. Anxious anticipation, homework, intermittent friends, cooler temperatures, early bedtime and (my personal least favorite) those monotonous, schedule-ridden early mornings.

Gratefully, ensconced between these two contrasting lifestyles, lies weeks of fantastic, fulfilling, adventurous fun that will remain rooted in our minds to be visited and reflected upon as truly one of the greatest Warner family summers of all time.

Swimming pool, sunshine and cousins...nothing beats St. George in the summer!





Tarzan at Tuacahn (FABULOUS!)




First time to Moab translated into favorite family trip of all time!

We spent one day on the river, another at Slick Rock in a Hummer!










What better way to bid farewell to summer 2010 than a labor day weekend at Scofield?