fifty-eight

It was a busy week once again. My cousin Elyse invited us to go up Cedar Mountain to cook tinfoil dinners. There was a pretty good crew there and of course I forgot to take a picture. When it got dark we figured we better head because we need to get over to Hatch.

The back seat is Dozers second bed. We spend a lot of time in the car and it is funny to hear Doz snore.