I find myself these days compelled to sing "Sunrise, Sunset"

We took a hike to the G. Not everyone was happy about it.

Not naming any names, of course, but there may have been some members of the family who complained. Perhaps some members of the family complained the entire way.

But just look at the view (north) . . .

and this view (south) . . . We could even see the windmills in Spanish Fork.

Jennefer D. may be glad to know that this year's hike was much, MUCH better than that one on July 24th a few years ago, when I laid down in the dirt at the base of the G feeling like I just might die. Yes, this hike was pure joy. I think I may be slightly stronger and have a slightly larger lung capacity than I had then.

Lane left his sunglasses up there. He didn't remember until we were more than halfway down, and somehow didn't feel like going back up to fetch them. So I guess I owe him new sunglasses. He was a good sport to go; he's never been there before. I told him he is truly a Viking now. He only grunted at me.

We are now the somewhat-proud-mostly-bewildered parents of a dating daughter. That's weird. Really weird. She hasn't got her drivers license yet, but she is driving pretty well and is now just working on hours. She has even got a job to start next week. Am I freaking out? Why, yes. Thanks for asking.