Greeting the relatives when we arrived at the farm.
Walking up the canyon to scout out where to pitch our tent, we were joined by Nick's Grace on her way to go hunting.
The annual race down the dugway--in memory of the childhood days of those who were raised at the farm (like my mom) and in memory of loved ones we've lost.
The last heat of runners. Clara races with Aunt Becky.
Emma loves to swing, and it's good for her.
Grandma Jeanne sings us "Redwing's Lament"
Lilly is a picky eater, but Clara's not!
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