For the Beauty of the Skies

One of the lovely things that I always miss about my mom's hometown of Rexburg, Idaho is the amazing sky. For the most part Rexburg is completely and absolutely flat, and with very few trees or buildings you are left with mostly sky. Rexburg is also a very windy town, so whatever changes in weather you get tend to happen rather quickly. You can see a rain storm coming from miles away.

It rushes through in a matter of minutes, and then you get to watch it leave.

It is really quiet fantastic.


On the Fourth of July we love to just sit in my mom's yard, slathered in bug spray, and watch all the fireworks being lit from all over town.

But no firework show could ever compare to a Rexburg lightening storm. (Do you have any idea how many completely black photos I had to take before I finally caught one of these beauties on film? Let's just say I hit the delete button so many times I developed a callous. It was so worth it).

And don't even get me started on the sunsets. This is the view from my mom's back porch. Every night is a new masterpiece, a new moment of glory, each one an original never to be copied or reproduced. These are worth each and every single bug bite.

It may seem like I keep my head in the clouds, and you may wonder why I love my mom's sky so much...

But if you were surrounded by hoards of wildebeasts on a constant sunburn-popsicle high, you'd look to the skies for a moment of sweet serenity too.

(pardon the poor quality of this video, it is my very first attempt at video editing)