A few pics of Lake Powell from our road trip last weekend. The lake is so gorgeous, with such a unique landscape around it.
I can’t wait to go back up in the summer when it’s too hot to wear clothes and float around on an air mattress with a twisted tea.
I still can’t really grasp the concept that we’re actually not going to be going home for the rest of the year, I’m sure it’ll take some time for that to sink in.
Luckily I had an amazing week in Montana with my family before we left, I couldn’t have really asked for a better send off. I’m obsessed with that place.
Our daily agenda in Montana is some variation on the following:
9am: Creep leisurely out of bed for coffee, mimosas and fruit on the deck
10:30am: Six mile run with my mom. We’ve been doing the same route for 5 years. Six miles in California would almost kill me, but here it’s no big deal. Perhaps it’s the omnipresent threat of bears.
1:00pm: Lunch, either BBQ’d burgers or scavenged leftovers
2:00pm: Twisted tea and margaritas on the dock, then out in the boat for tubing, surfing and wakeboarding.
6:30pm: Sundrunk naps
7:30pm: Wine and pre-dinner appetizers on the deck
8:30pm: Supper time, either cooking at home or in to town to a restaurant
10:00pm: Drinking games (we just got this one) or relaxing by the campfire
I love it here, I’m never leaving, you can’t make me.
Noticeably absent from the agenda? Pedicures. There is no grooming at the lake.
Writing this from the deck of my parents cabin in Montana.
My whole family is here, I’ve got a Caesar in my hand, and baked brie in the oven.
There is literally nothing else I could want at this moment.
loveliness. 