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A desert summer.

We moved into a new house this week!!! My family came out to help us move and of course we had to make some time for play. 

We made the tough treck to Fossil Creek! 
It was worth it.  
























I jumped off the little one. It was scary. I don't think I'll do it again. 









On the last day we went to Apache Lake. 


I forgot my camera so we don't have many documents of this trip, but it was very relaxing. 


We are so thankful for their help. And for play time. And for our new house!! 



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  1. What a beautiful place! Thanks for sharing all the pictures. I know it was hard for Sonya to leave. :-( No worries, she'll be back! :-)

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    1. Yes, it was sad for them to go. But we had a wonderful time! Hope you're doing well

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