Have you ever seen a man fly? Taken at the Utah Olympic Park, where Olympic hopefulls practice their aerials and keep their skills sharp. Since there is no snow, they land in the pool, and the water is infused with a large quantity of air (read "bubbles") to make it soft for landing just seconds before they hit. 
Nick, aka Yoda, (he refused to wear his ears and have his face painted green) and Brooke trick-or-treating Halloween day accompanied by Aunt Stephanie and Grandma Paulette. It was a very cold and breezy day.
The weather is sunny and warm (60 degrees), a nice day for November, and a few honeybees are still out and about gathering pollen. We had our first frost three days ago, but most flowers survived.
It can only be days until our first killing frost, but right now some flowers are looking their best in our cooler fall weather.
Taken up Big Cottonwood Canyon enroute to Park City via Guardian Pass (dirt road).
This beautiful home, and its out-buildings, sits on the rear border of large alfalfa field,
some moderate rain, then a return to Indian Summer. We haven't had colors this vivid for 5 or 6 years due to a severe drought. Mother nature at her best.
My columbine plants, which are only supposed to bloom in the Spring have decided to start blooming again. I think this photo of the plant back-lit by the late afternoon sun is striking.
Look carefully in the yellow part of this little daisy and you will see a smiley face!
I found this beautiful little flower blooming in the dry dirt from a plant I would have mistaken for a weed. It is just a little larger than a nickle.
Shortly after they arrived in Salt Lake City on July 19, 2006, AJ asked if we could go to Temple Square so he could see the Temple close up, as he had only seen it in magazines. Since it it's now possible to access the outside of the temple , I took him there and he walked up and touched it.
I image this scene would have looked no different 100 years earlier. In my youth I always hoped I would be able to live here after I retired. Too bad I don't have a million dollars to spend on real estate and I could.
I thought this mixture of yellow, purple, blue and red flowers was beautiful. The red flowers are Indian Paintbrush, the Wyoming state flower.
Shelley (of course) adopted a little ground squirrel living just outside our cabin in the park. He (or she) is shown dining on a cookie she gave it. I'm sure it was sad to see us leave.
July seems to be the ideal time for wild flowers in Yellowstone Park.
This was taken Uncle Tom's lookout at the base of the Yellowstone River's upper fall. It is an arduous hike down from the parking lot, and, of course, three times as hard going back up on 328 metal stairs and some steep trails.
Paulette, Sheryl and I descended to the base of the upper fall to "Uncle Tom's" lookout. Some steep trail and 328 stairs going down, and we wondered if we had the stamina to get back out, but we paced ourselves and it was okay. Notice the three people in the upper right-hand corner on the opposite side of the river.
We passed a grizzly bear about 300 yards away enroute to this viewpoint (Storm Point) and debated whether we should proceed, but we decided to go on. It was worth it. Looking south-south-west.
We were just a short way up the trail to Mount Washburn when we encountered the most amazing display of these wild flowers. Looking south near the trail head.
Paulette took this with a little Kodak V530 I gave her for her birthday! Not bad!
A view from within an actual late 1800's pioneer cabin. It was built of extra-heavy logs to protect its occupants against roving thugs. The settler could fire from this narrow window relatively protected from the bad guys.
A view on the way up to the summit of Renezvous Mountain on the aerial tram. Unfortunately this tram is being decommissioned in October, never to go again. Why? I don't know.
What does it look like at the top of the Tetons? Like this! June 5, 2006, 42 degrees, wind 10 MPH and still lots of snow. It's 76 degrees in the valley.
