It was a summer that sent the dizzy pulse of fever into the sky,
in which even rules and laws that usually stood straight and 
purposeful grew limp, like plants exposed to the afternoon
sun and grow weak.  The heat softened and spread the roads into
sticky pools of pitch and melted the grease in the Brigadier's
mustache so that it drooped and uncurled, casting shadows
on his fine, crisp presence.  The bees flew drunk on nectar
that turned alcoholic...
from: Hullabaloo in the Guava  Orchard
by: Aran Desai





The week started with Jenna joining me on an early morning hike. She lucked out...we had Camelback on the schedule! ....a favorite hike among guests and guides alike.  It was a beautiful morning. Jenna was quickly loved by one and all of those hiking with us. This was the beginning of the end of my VERY short stint at FR.  It was to be my last week hiking with them...and their last week of being associated with Biggest Loser. What an ideal gig I had out there. Im so grateful for the opportunity to re associate with the good folks.  And hiking with Jenna is always a treat!!

We next  celebrated the 4th of July!!  First by going  bowling!! Once again..dear Jenna is the party planner and instigator of all good times!!










After bowling we took the kiddos swimming and killed some time before the evening fireworks. The fun really didnt stop...until we dropped into bed!!












Live is good in St George, Utah!! Life  is better spent with grands and lots of family!!
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