Thursday, December 15, 2011

Can you guess what today is?

CRAZY HAIR DAY part 2!


 Ian said we had to make sad faces. Apparently Lando missed the message.
 This is actually from this morning:
 instructions were to make a sad face.... go figure.
It's a good idea to wear a helmet when you're 2 1/2 and fall off the bar stools a lot. 
Happy Thursday. 

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Lucy! You've got some 'splaining to do!

We had a funny moment this morning.  
At least I thought it was funny.  
Ian wanted an orange for a snack and I gladly peeled him one.  I was telling him that when I was little we had an orange tree in our back yard and that Grandpa Wittwer has an orange tree in his back yard now.  He thought that was pretty cool.  He wanted to know how big it was when I was little (BIG) and how big Grandpa's is now (little--it's a dwarf tree). I tried to explain that they were two totally different trees at different houses.  He wondered where I lived when I was little and I had to explain to him that it was a different house than the one Grandpa lives in now and that when I was little Grandpa was married to Oma.  
"That's weally weally stwange Mom dat Drampuh Wittwoah maowied Oma." 
To know them now separately I suppose so.  It's all he's ever known.  But for me I still think of my parents as a unit- now married to different spouses.  I never really fathomed explaining divorce to my kids.  
Next it'll be where babies come from.  (Though when I was pregnant with Charlie we had to delve into it a bit.)


Ah the joys of Parenthood. 

Monday, December 12, 2011

new camera

I need name suggestions for my new camera.  I didn't have a name for the old one- but I need to call this one by something :) 
I knew I needed to update pictures of the squidlets so here's just a few from us playing around with the camera the other day. 

Brotherly Tummy Time:
 I love how happy Landon is in this one. He's always happy around Charlie. 
 Cheese and grumpy face:
 I caught him smiling!
 This guy too: (just a bit more drooley)
 I can hardly believe he's nearly 4 months old!
 Knuckle sucker:

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Tis the season

As we begin to anticipate and prepare for an epic journey this season I find myself getting more and more excited. 
 Not for things.  Things are cool but are really just STUFF.  And we have much to much of that anyway.  
I find myself anticipating TIME and EXPERIENCES far more than what kind of gadgets we can blow all of our money on.  
I look forward to edible trees and snowman pancakes and a trip to the aquarium and songs in the car and route 66 and crafty hours and singing songs around the piano and the joy and merriment of BEING TOGETHER. Perhaps a round of Muppetopoly or Bezzerwizzer. or both.  
I love to GIVE gifts and wish I thought about it more during the year so I wouldn't feel crunched with a deadline.  
So here's to the Holiday Spirit.  

Monday, December 5, 2011

Play dough

We made play dough today. 


the boys are currently creating masterpieces on the kitchen floor.  


Landon wanted red.


Ian wanted blue.


as always.  


I decided that I probably DO need a new camera--hence the severe lack of pictures on the blog. 


do you want to make play dough too?


Here's what you do: 
 in a saucepan MIX;
1 C flour 
1/4 C salt
1 tsp. Cream of Tartar


once well blended together add
1 C water.
whisk until smooth


cook on MED heat and stir until it pulls from the sides and looks like play dough.


cool.
knead. 
play and enjoy. 


store in airtight container (we're using good ol' ziplock bags)
we added food coloring when I was kneading it... not very bright because I didn't do a lot but I think it's easier if you do it when it's in the cooking phase. 


Merry Christmas. 

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Be-doubleEe-double-are-you-en.

Light a candle for heaven's sake!

Oh my.

These boys STINK! 

Luckily we're on the tail of of the barfy/diarrhea phase at our house but man! 

So today I decided to make a WalMart run.  
I happened to have the car because Sean flew to Navajo Mountain this morning leaving me the vehicle.  
WalMart happens to be in the next state over... which is still kind of odd to me. 
90 minutes driving to get there. 
3 boys.
1 mom.
stupid consumer "deals" crowding the aisles, which include copious amounts of toys that the kids insist they want
0 double curtain rod brackets for my book shelves project... dang
45 minutes or an hour saying "no we're not buying that" and we're outta there
phew
we made it. 
90 minutes home 
1 phone call to sister dropped about 5 times... gave up.
1- 30 minute stop along the way to change 2 diapers and let the other one pee on the side of the road and feed Charlie Bucket.  

Dude- I feel like I can do anything.  Some think I'm just a mom.... but really I'm a superhero incognito. 

I think I need a sequined cape or something. 

ps- no it was not a beerrun to walmart- I'm not that classy- more like a diaperrun because of previously mentioned sick kids....i just like the song...

Monday, November 28, 2011

Variation on a theme: motorhome edition

On this, the celebratory day of my birth, let me take a moment to say thank you to my mom.  Thanks mom for laboring and bringing me into this world and for supporting me every step of the way.  Looking back even the chastening moments were really just trying to get me to be who I really am not who I wish I were (or who I thought others wanted me to be).  

I've been reading Gretchen Rubin's Happiness Project sporadically when I have time to linger in the tub.  Remember when it made me want to blog every day.  See how well that turned out?  Oh well.  


Which reminds me- I saw a plaque on Pinterest that says 
I second that emotion. 

Meanwhile back at the farm....I was reading in the tub this morning and pondering my little sister's blog post. 

Do I like myself? 

Woah. Loaded question sister girl.  
But a good one to get the cogs in the old noggin thinking about something other than barfy children (which we had yesterday...ew)
And that in conjunction with 
being true to Maggie, a la the Happiness Project leads to much introspection.

To like me- I must know me. 

right?

Well I find that often I get so caught up in chores and motherly/wifely things that I forget or neglect who I am.
So I'll share with you a little of my bathtime reflections:
I am Maggie.  
I like my new skinny jeans not because they make me feel skinny rather they show off my curves which I have grown rather find of.  Which is also why I like most of my various stretchmarks and scars.  Weird I know.  But they also feel kinda cool.  I like not counting my calories.  I love to build things out of cardboard.  When I was a kid it was Winnebegos.  They were glamorous.  And practical.  Where else can you travel the world or pull over and take a nap in a real bed when you want?  So my cardboard boxes were almost always variations on a theme: motorhomes. Today it is cars and planes I love to create: hot glue, scissors, and I'm a happy girl.  I also think that basic is usually good enough.  Sometimes I fantasize that my home will be full of crafty whatnots that go the extra mile for extra details but in reality it'll be full of crafty whatnots that are good enough to make me smile and move on.  Perfectionist I am not.  I'd rather have time to enjoy the things I made.  I love to read.  Non-fiction mostly though I am getting into Young Adult Science Fiction too.  I love to read aloud with my kids. I think we would all like it if I did that more. I like to wander.  I found this out when living in Logan.  Especially when the kids need naps I'd drive around until they fell asleep and then either find a cool spot and call someone or just keep driving to get a lay of the land.  I like to know where I am in relation  to my surroundings.  Looking back I think that's why I had a difficult time in Germany until I found a map (towards the end of my stay).  Now I know to have a map handy and refer to it often.  Here in this small town people refer to places in relation to where someone USED to live--- well I don't know that someone and I certainly don't know where they USED to live once upon a time... but give me a map? and we're golden. I love and appreciate piano music.  I tried a little while ago to teach myself piano via youtube...but found I get distracted by chillens.  So for now I will enjoy others' talents.  I appreciate others' ability to grow things but fully accept that I have no desire at the current time (or the forseeable future) to grow green things.  Sidewalk chalk. Fun. Awesome. and temporary enough that if I don't like the art or want a new canvas all I need is a little water.  I love to dress up.  I love hats.  I love words and talking about words.  Hence the major in English.  Now that I'm out of school and have been for 5 years I find myself longing to go back. But on my terms this time. I like home improvement projects but dislike the math involved.  I get very frustrated with the math.  I'd rather sand and paint. I don't like building legos but I do like using my imagination. 

So do I like myself? 
Yes. 
Most of the time.  I struggle with depression and feel like I battle the "You stink at everything" monster often. But the REAL me? under the depression? yeah. I like her.  She's pretty dang cool.

If i say so myself. 

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Maggie's Mad Skillz

I'll have to get pictures at some point to prove my awesomeness.  Until then...

What is so awesome? you ask.

My thrifting skills of course.

Last winter I found Sean a London Fog Leather Jacket at a thrift store.  We went looking for something else but it caught my eye and so I made him try it on...yes I twisted his arm.  Didn't take much twisting after that when it looked so good on him (and was yummy warm to boot) to get him to say yes to buying it. $12. For a jacket purchased new around $100.  Granted this wasn't new anymore but still in excellent condition.

Well- now fast forward to last week.  We were getting ready for a trip to Logan.  Looked everywhere for Sean's leather jacket.  Decided it got left at work (45 minutes away not worth driving to get).  So we took a sweatshirt for him and thought we'd try the thrift stores while we were up there for a backup winter coat that can get a little more beat up-one that can go sledding and get firewood and all that without me stressing.  Lo and behold my thrifting skills saved us again! Walk into the first thrift store, head to the men's jackets and hanging before me is a lovely blue and white Helix ski jacket.  $10. Saved almost a hundred bucks again.

That is hands down the hardest thing for me around this small town.  There are NO second hand stores.  At all! Kills me smalls.  There is ONE in Monticello which is the next town over and I will see what it has to offer soon but I have yet to be in town when it's open.  So someday I'd like to open up my OWN thrift store here in town.  Or at least fully support whoever else opens one first.  I also like the idea of connecting it with the Women's Shelter and offering jobs or at least clothes to those who really need them- not just those of us who get a kick out of a killer deal.  Someday.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

giveaway

I like free--- check out the temple picture giveaway here.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Halloween ReCap

The Costumes 2011:
 First up is Ian the Builder
 Next we have the Fierce Landon Dragon
 The somewhat tired Charlie Monkey
 Arrg! Avast ye Mateys! Thar be Sean the Software Pirate.
 Mt. Maggie-souvious: Look out! She's gonna blow! 
 Curling the molten hot Magma. (Ian took this picture without any direction.)
 close up shot
Droop Shot

Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Hauntings from the Hursts

First I wanted to show you my handsome boys all ready for church.  Secundus wanted to be like Primus and make grumpy faces... both turned out pretty cute I think.    
Ian got to participate in his first ever Primary Program yesterday.  After the narrator he was the first one.  Remembered his line and didn't even use his silly voice. So proud.  Sang some of the songs- mostly jumped around and said to daddy, who was sitting next to him in case of a jail break, "Look Mom's singing!" Because I happen to know the songs and I was trying to encourage him to sing or at least stop jumping.  So he tried, in vain, to get Daddy to sing them too--but Daddy wasn't the Primary chorister so he didn't know them (some were a bit obscure). He managed to get a few laughs from the congregation though.

After church it was time to CARVE PUMPKINS! I wasn't super thrilled at the idea (still groggy from my nap that should have just been an early bedtime) so I cleaned/roasted pumpkin seeds until the kiddos went to bed.  
Behold! 
Smiley face= Lando's, Jumping Spider= Sean's, Scary Teeth=Ian's, Cyclops=Maggie's
What a difference REAL carving knives has on the ability to carve decent designs! Growing up we used good ol' steak knives (sorry for breaking that one when I was trying to do my curly mustache Mom).  We will add to our pumpkin knife collection every year I think.  After pumpkins it was time to work on Sean's costume for work the next day (being today) Being the techie that he is we thought it would be funny if he was a software pirate.  
Behold again!
Sadly he forgot his hat when he drove to work and happens to mostly work by himself in a shed (as described by him) so no one will see the real awesomeness until tonight...unless of course they check out the blog *wink*

Then today: Remember the yummy Frankenstein brains we had a few years ago? Well today we had Monster Brains again for lunch with Swamp Milk to wash it down.  (Ian has blue milk here which he calls "horsey milk"--my swamp milk was green)

Now I just have to figure out what the heck I'M going to wear tonight... I think my gloves and nerdy glasses at least but I don't know what the final product will be.  I'll let you know! 

Oh yeah- and we made THESE. Holy scrumptious. Easy too!

HAPPY HAUNTING!

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Dress Up

Well I may not get any other pictures for Halloween so I figured I'll give you what I've got.  Ian wanted to be Bob. 

 Like I mentioned before, Landon wanted to be an airplane but will have to make do with the flood style dragon.  He's had the roar down since he was less than a year old.  
 I don't remember what they were dancing and singing to but it was pretty cute.
 Side view of Sir Dragon
Maybe I'll remember to take pictures of the wee one in his getup later too. 

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Photos Phrom a Phour Year Old

My tough boys all got Cars tattoos before working on Nena: 
 I asked Landon a week ago what he wanted to be for Halloween.  
"AIRPLANE!" 
"How about a Dragon?" (I happen to have this costume on hand from when Ian was a dragon...)
"No. AIRPLANE!"
uh...ok. 
Looks like he takes after Grandpa Wittwer in his love of airplanes.

So yesterday morning I brought the cardboard boxes inside before it started raining (brilliant move on my part thank you) so I could have decent cardboard to work with to attempt an airplane.  Well the morning was hectic as usual and I was hoping to work on it during a certain big brother's nap (because he often likes to help and this mama gets frustrated with little helpers especially when they are not allowed near Ex-acto knives).  Then the wind picks up and POOF! the power is gone.  We waited for a few minutes to see if it would come back on....and nothing happened.  The quiet was nice--it's amazing how much noise everything makes- even a fridge! But it was getting dark (due to the massive clouds) so we opened the curtains as much as we could to let all the light in and I decided it was a good time to make an airplane.  I give you the results: 
 One happy boy and a propeller that spins.  
 Unfortunately I don't think the cardboard will hold up until Monday because he loves to crash. 
"Oh No!" CRASH! "Back Up. Beep Beep Beep!"..."Oh No!" CRASH! "Back Up. Beep Beep Beep!" Rinse and repeat a gagillion times.  
He doesn't understand that airplanes only got forward. 

So that evening after scriptures Ian decided to hijack the camera.  The remainder of the pictures he took all by himself:
Daddy:
 Chollie:
 Self portrait complete with chocolate muffin between his teeth.
 A snapshot of the plane:
 Lando:
 Mommy (and yes tired- no makeup- keepin' it real) 
I've always been impressed with his ability to get the camera so the subject is in the center... I have a hard time with that sometimes.  Maybe he inherited his photography skills from my Grandpa.

Sorry I haven't been blogging as much as I had promised but we're living life to the fullest so as my little photographer likes to say, 
"See ya later alligator!"

Friday, October 21, 2011

Youngest and Oldest

Behold:
He likes it when I crinkle my nose.

I love that the boys love each other.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Make Out Point and Lover's Lane

So yesterday was Granny Night aka Date Night. 


I left it to Sean to plan it.  All too often my brain is fried at the end of the day.  So he called at 3pm saying I had to be ready to leave right at 5 so we'd have daylight.  I figured that meant we were going hiking or something.  Ding Ding Ding- I win--he had indeed planned to go for a little hike.  Good thing I figured it out and thought to bring along the Moby for Charlie.  


We dropped the kids off with the grandparents (the boys and I had been at Aunt Dani and Uncle Fielding's house) and headed south.  When it starts to get chilly, like it happens to do this time of year, heading South is the best option.  Drop elevation- warmer climates.  (The opposite is true in the summer.  One of the many great things about living here)  


Well we weren't out of town yet and Sean turns off the highway.  To the old Ruins Road.  Leading to none other than Make Out Point.  Which I find kind of hilarious because they actually have a Make Out Point here and I grew up living just off of Lovers Lane (that's really the name of it).  When I first took Sean home he saw the exit sign and joked that that should be our exit.  He was a little bit red faced when it actually WAS our exit.  The Lover's Lane in our town is just a street like any other.  You don't even cruise it or anything.  Maybe race on the way to 7-11 but probably not anymore because there are oodles of stoplights now to prevent just such racing.  Not that we ever did that mind you.  Perhaps it was originally the lane where couples cruised on Friday night- but to me it never crossed my mind that the name would even suggest anything.  Also funny- the road in town that you DO cruise...Mooney... and yet I was never mooned while cruising until I cruised State Street in Sandy with my roommate---by some 15 year old in a Winnebego...ew. (It was probably also shocking to Sean because streets are just numbers in Utah: center and main is zero, zero and everything else just grids out from there. Streets named 100 North, or 1300 East in their relative location to Center and Main.  In Visalia all we had were random names; Goddard, Sweet, Ben Maddox Way, Lovers Lane etc. so the numbers thing initially threw me off...but I digress)  So when we were discussing Make Out Point the other day (because that's where Sean's older sister Tiffany jumped the Chevelle thus causing Sean's parents to decide to sell it before Sean got his license-but don't worry he's not still bitter about it...PSYCH!heh heh heh) I was shocked to find it was an actual place and people actually do go there to make out.  I had heard about watching the submarines too but that's another story.  So you know- being the cool people we are we went to Make Out Point...all 3 of us...I won't gross you out by telling you that Sean and I tested the name of the place out but there IS something cool about that spot that all can enjoy.  There are Anasazi Ruins RIGHT THERE! 30 minute hike round trip (so really more like a walk except you go down a little ravine and back up the other side to get to them).  There's also a Natural Bridge at the corner just before you get to the dead end.  Pretty cool the things that are really just at the edge of town.  We even had time to make it back and have dinner (which was good because I was FAMISHED).  


So yeah- I learned that Make Out Point and Lover's Lane are two different things--Lover's Lane doesn't even have anything to look at...except the tattoo parlor and the Walnut Orchards that magically turned into houses last time I was in town.  

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Guy Smiley

Mr. Blue Eyes

There's the money shot! 

Sweet Boy

"Mom, gimmie the camera!"

"Hmmm..."

(PS- There is another post for today.  I had to post this one for the grandparents though.  To see the other post: Click on "Hurst Family News" at the top and scroll down)

Meanwhile back at the farm...

So much for my blog every day goal.  
Oh well. 
Life happens. 

On the housing front: waiting.  I'll let ya know.

On the kid front: all sleeping.  Charlie didn't want to be put down at ALL today but he's kinda cooperating at the moment.  Wish I could get a nap in though. (Watch, as soon as I hit post one or all 3 kids will magically wake up and that 3 minute nap I was hoping for will vanish...)

On the crafty front: we made puppets today but the boys don't totally get the idea of acting out a story so I told them to try just telling a story... we'll see.  Pretty cute to see them get so excited though.  We're going to have to make more puppets.... I just need to get more felt first- a task not so easy given my limited resources.  I think we need to get a tension rod for the doorway too so they can have a curtain to hide behind, like the wizard in the Wizard of Oz...everything is more magical that way.  The cardboard box they are currently using is pretty hashed already.  Also I do have fabric for a couple of other projects but waiting for a critical part before I can really get down to it.

On the Nena front: Engine and transmissions are pulled.  Yay... I think... It's a little sad to see her with her front bumper off and her guts hanging out like that but we're all hoping that with the work that goes into her she'll be back to her peppy self again soon.  Sean is excited about the new transmission being all clean and plans on also cleaning the engine really well as he goes so she'll be good lookin' when she's all put together.  Had to order one tool already- I know Sean wasn't too sad about that other than it halted work for a few (rainy) days.  He loves new tools about as much as I love new fabric.  Oh the possibilities.

On the Halloween front: Ian wants to be Bob the builder- I'll fashion a wonderful tool belt for him.  Landon doesn't know what he wants to be and I'm trying to convince him he wants to be a dragon because I happen to already have that costume.  Charlie will be a monkey just like the other two were for their first Halloween.  Sean and I have no clue.  I love the Ms. Frizzle idea and Amelia Bedelia but I can't bring myself to work on my own costume.  I'll probably end up dressing 50's style with gloves and hat and glasses (because that's what I have on hand) and Sean will probably end up a pirate again.  He was a hick last year but sadly his overalls have lost the hooks... lending to the hickish look but don't stay up very well.  I yearn for the days when I had an awesome costume box.  High school homecoming week left me stocked every year with cool new costumes.  Through the years and many moves I've had to seriously thin my costume collection.  I think now that we're settled in one town it's time to begin building it back up.  Maybe my camera will even cooperate long enough to get pictures too.  Or we'll resort to using Sean's phone... ah technology.

That's all folks.
Until tomorrow...
or the next day...
or maybe next week...

Friday, October 14, 2011

The Help

Small town living means a few things:
Run into my father in law almost every time I go to buy fabric.  The fabric is sold at the hardware store.
Business hours=shut down when the sun goes down (and I think I should sleep then- silly winter)
Options? What options?
Speed limit 30. 
Movies? you mean MOVIE singular.


We have a theater here that has one screen and plays one movie.  It usually runs for a week or two and then onto something else.  Understandably so when the population is less than 5000 how many of those people are really going to go see every show every week or have enough demand for more variety.  So a few months ago the Book Club read The Help by Kathryn Stockett.  I thoroughly enjoyed the book.   I loved Skeeter.  Gutsy.  Finds her voice and helps others to have a voice.  The other characters?  Hilly- Bully.  Elizabeth- Spineless.  Minnie- Large and in charge--a says-it-like-it-is character.  Abileen- Strong.  I was excited when I found out there was going to be a movie and that it was coming out weeks after I was reading the book. 

But not to our neck of the woods.  

Enter totally bummed Maggie.  

So Tuesday when a friend mentioned on facebook that it was playing here I jumped on the chance to go see it.  Last night Sean took care of the kids and I got a girls night out.  It was great. After all the hype I felt like the movie didn't move me like the book did.  But it was enjoyable and I think they did rather well at adapting it into movie form, which says a lot given that most movies from books are rarely worth the effort.  I recommend the book but if you're a person with little time for reading (What?!) I'd still recommend the movie.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

House #2

So I missed yesterday.

Sorry.

I did get feeling better but didn't get around to posting.  My bad.

We looked at another house last night.  (The first one accepted the other offer and since ours was second in line we'd only get it if the people backed out or the money fell through- neither of which are likely.  Ce la vie) This other house is better suited to my liking except that it's not finished.  As in-- it has sturdy walls but no insulation- plumbing for bathrooms but no toilets- plumbing for kitchen but missing a wall and hm- pretty much everything else in it.  But it has new windows and a new roof and is laid out well to do the finishing work.  It is small- but would suit our needs and we'd get to design a lot of it ourselves since we'd being doing the work.  And the lot is a third of an acre- good sized but not overwhelming.  It's been on the market for a while and we're hoping there's not a lot of back and forth bargaining on the price since it needs so much work.  It would certainly be a good learning house.  We probably wouldn't actually be able to move in to it until spring.  I'll let you know how it all goes whether we buy it or not.

Charlie is beginning to smile.  It's super cute to see his little face light up.  Never long enough to get a picture (oh and my camera is on it's last leg as it is- perhaps I'll get a new one for my birthday again) So far the count is grandma 3 and mommy 2 for little smiles.  I'm hoping he figures it out and is more smiley now.

The big bothers fill their days with cars and trains and building things.  Daddy spends a good deal of the time working hard.  He had to get a new tool for Nena so hopefully work on that front can move forward again soon.  I know- sounds like I just crack the whip right? A Whoopah!

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

sorry.

Woke up sick.

No blog.


I hope this passes quickly.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Take off your shoes and stay a while.

So grateful that the sunshine is back!  
I firmly believe that all living things are solar powered- not just high-fa-lootin' cars.  

We spent the morning making cards to send to loved ones (hope they make it in the mail sometime this century) and Charlie learned to love his new swing.  $2 at a yardsale and it's exactly what I've been looking for! It's a wind up kind so no worries about batteries.  Also only swings long enough to calm him down so it's not incessantly going all the time.  I kind of like it myself.  It looks like THIS 
(mostly). 
It works for us and I only put him in it if I'm around-- I do NOT trust his siblings. A little common sense goes a long way.  Saves my back too because usually if he's really upset I'm swing him in his carseat for a minute to calm him down- and it kills my back.  

We had Charlie's blessing this weekend (similar to a Christening) and my Dad and Step-mom we able to make the long trek out here for it.  It was good to see them- though far too short.  They kept raving about the area so perhaps we can convince them to come out and visit again sometime. (Hint Hint) People don't get why we would move to such a small town... that is- until they've been here.  It is beautiful.  Want picture proof? People come from all over the world to see things like this: 
Bear's Ears

Prettier shot of the Bear's Ears with a road.  I like this one better.

Delicate Arch near Moab-- you may have seen this on the Utah license plates.

Glen Canyon Dam

Goosenecks (which looks similar to the Grand Canyon in my opinion) but it's the San Juan River not the Colorado.

Lake Powell

Monument Valley at Sunset

Monument Valley with road

Shiprock NM

The Sleeping Ute

Twin Rocks

Wilson's Arch
And they're all within two hours of here. 

So come visit us people!