A Parade, Cemetery and Elvis
Last week was incredibly busy and I am very far behind on my blog.
I am going to set a goal to blog every other day and to blog in the morning instead of 11:00 at night.
Yesterday we drove to Wendover, Nevada where Utahns go to get their gambling fix.
There are two roadside stops that you should see on the way to Wendover.
Wendover, Nevada is about 130 miles west of Salt Lake City.
The kids and I had never been there.
Metaphor: The Tree of Utah ; built and paid for by Swedish artist Karl Momen from 1982 - 1986.
95 miles west of Salt Lake City.
This is an awesome and weird sculpture that suddenly appears in the desert.
A trio of other travelers also stopped.
They were from Turin, Italy and Newcastle, England.
We were all equally at awe with this sculpture in the desert.
The sky and sculpture seem one piece.
The last time Chris visited the Tree of Utah there wasn't a fence around it.
Chris, Oliver and Freya are standing in front of a fallen 'leaf' from the tree.
Another 'leaf' fallen from the tree.
Millions of years ago one-third of Utah was covered by Bonneville Lake.
The Great Salt Lake and the Bonneville Salt Flats are remnants of that lake.
The Salt Flats.
The salt flats are so flat you can see the curvature of the earth.
And Hollywood movies; Independance Day and Pirates of the Caribbean #3
A long train in the distance.
We found a few geocaches in Wendover but I forgot to take photo's.
Wendover Will.
Oliver at the gate of Wendover Cemetery.
What looks like a ciggy in Oliver's mouth is actually a sucker.
Our family really likes cemeteries.
Wendover Cemetery is the most interesting cemetery I have visited.
It over looks the entire valley and the graves were very personalized.
It had a very reverent and loved feel.
Marble, cement and grass carpet plots.
It was the first time Oliver and Freya had seen a lizard in its natural habitat.
Blue bench.
Much love, creativity, thought and ingenuity went into the design of each plot.
Bright blue was a common color and it looked brilliant against the desert back ground.
These plants looked like something from War of the Worlds.
You can learn so much history about a city just by visiting the town cemetery.
Mary and me.
Geocache at the cemetery.
Freya' photo of Oliver.
Oliver studying music.Wednesday August 4, 2010
On Wednesday Freya fractured her wrist by jumping off a trampoline.
The big boys were jumping off so Freya had to too.
Oliver read to her until she fell asleep Thursday afternoon.
The 'arms' I've made for her over the years have come in quite handy for keeping the brace clean.
Thursday we have an appointment with an Orthopedic doctor.
I really hope she won't need a cast.
The parade route come down our street every year.
Election year always means lots of candy.
Shane Martin aka Elvis.
It was nice to chat him up and remember good times from 24 plus years ago.
It was fun to see him perform and nice to know that his passion for Elvis is alive.
Elvis lives!
Lastly....
Lastly....
I am taking some time off from my sewing machine.
I love hand sewing and these finger puppets are quick, fun, easy and awesome to make.
i just love oliver reading to his little sister - so sweet! so many treasures in these photos!
ReplyDeleteCamille, those plots are...unique! But it was the sky that just jumped out at me in several of your photos. Amazing! You have been busy! (And how did you get blogger to upload all those photos into one post!?)
ReplyDeleteNicola
Great photos of your trip to Wendover....and Timmy at the parade with the kidlets...so cute and he is such a wonderful dad, grandfather and friend. I love him.
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