Island Park 2022

We traveled 2,000 miles to vacay in Island Park, Idaho.  It was well worth it.

We spent Saturday night with the Cleverlys in St. George.  They housed, fed and entertained us.  We love this family.

Molly gives manicures every week.  I love the difference in their hands: big versus small, hairy versus smooth, painted nails vereses trimmed, and wide fiingers verses narrow.  The similiaries are also grand: thye both use their hands to create, serve and love.

Sunday movies in the bus.

We dropped on Grandma's doorstep, and she was so sweet.  She carefully listened to our piano concert.  She knows all our names and loves us because we're hers.  I've always felt her love for me.

The children took turns using her slim-gym.  She says she does 93 folds front, back and each side everyday.

Her garden tour proved fruitful.  We gathered raspberries and blueberries.

Her apples weren't quite ripe, but she did serve us her bottled apple juice from her basement.

Monday morning we found ourselves in Island Park, ID.  Melijah and the Armstrongs are so good to us.  Lots of cabin games and lots of boating.  

This brown-boy didn't get blocked the first day.😮

Baseball.

We hiked and climbed up a tall tower.  

Those are Molly's legs clinging to Austin.

The big girls figured out how dry-start on the wakeboard.

All phones were put away for the week -- there is no internet signal.  We spent all the evening hours outside talking and playing.

Friday we began our homeward pilgrimage.  It was also our 22nd wedding anniversary.  We landed in Highland, so Austin and I spent the evening where we began our eternal union.  A spiritual reconnection was necessary, so we are blessed that we made that happen.

Driving the final 600 miles of our 1925 mile journey was looking very efficient, until we were stopped just outside of Flagstaff for 2 hours.  Our 2pm end became a 4pm end.

A week together and device free is what every family needs.