The Fall is coming. The garden is finishing it’s bloom, and evenings in Orem are about as perfect as perfect can be. The light in the front yard gets so golden around 6 right now, and as Karl has been working late more and more, we find ourselves out there waiting for him to get home. 

One such evening this week:

Me and Lucas. Look at those eye lashes! 

Mirah was having fun running corn back and forth from the Garden to me. 

“Is this one good Mommy?”

This one is pretty true to life these days. 

Tired eyes, smudged make up, but happy.