We spent most of the float on the river, yet some of the float was spent crashing into trees and bushes along the way, but Todd saved us, and I only got drenched twice - two more times than anybody else...
Our noble captain 
Picnic in Julia Davis Park After our picnic in Julia Davis Park, which runs along the Boise River and houses the Boise Art Museum, zoo, rose garden and strange events... We encountered some interesting contraptions at the Tour de Fat:
The tires are all for show
You could hear this bike coming
The next day, we traveled to the property where I grew up, which is constantly changing with all the new development, but it still gets me feeling all nostalgic. There are a few places I consider my home, but this is where I actually did my growing up.
There was a lot of talk of Todd and I moving back out here and I have to admit that it's really tempting, but I think I've turned into a Salt Lake City girl, I love my theater, art galleries, mountains and shopping, of course. But as Maya Angelou has said "You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right"
2 comments:
I love these pictures! Todd looks great running a boat. Who knew?
wow! i love your blog so far! and the old home stuff........well, we made a lot of memories there.....mostly, me talking to your cows and stepping on a nail that went through my foot, and smoking winstons in the drainage ditch.......ahhh
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