Just some views from an evening run in my hometown:
[Utah sunsets. Utah fields.]
[Yes, that is a man on a horse. Talking to his neighbor. Just a regular day in the neighborhood.]
[Firm as the mountains around us.]
I love these streets. I love these people. I love September evenings drenched with dew and dusk.
[There is something soothing in a garden.]
I will miss these evening runs, especially as the weather has turned perfect for them.
But there is something in having a hometown to come home to.
And to know that the mountains will always be here--gentle giants waiting to welcome me home.