Wren is in fact becoming an exceptional photographer beau.
We hiked up to Bell Canyon the other day, through rivers, marsh lands (to be honest, I'm surprised we didn't see a gator), thick trees, and busy-buzzing-swarming-mosquito-infestations.
My new trail running shoes got whooped to say the least.
But we made it out of the jungle alive, to the spot Wren had to get to, and with some incredible pictures to boot.
And then displaying no sense of shame, we excitedly drove to Salt Lake City Burger Company with my sopping-wet-muddy socks and shoes and died of pure scrumptious-ness.
Goodbye summer. I barely saw you.....
