The trip to Goblin Valley was really fun. Thunderstorms had been forecast but they were supposed to hold off until the late afternoon. The forecast was part right: it poured during the 4-hour drive there but it stopped raining once we got to the park in the late afternoon, which was nice. But the rain had turned the soft red clay dirt into super slippery, mushy mud. We had already invested so much time in getting there that we braved the mud and climbed down onto the valley floor to poke around. The scenery was amazing.
My shoes after walking around on the valley floor.
We had one other little mishap besides the mud: we had miscalculated the amount of gas we needed. When we got to the park we were running quite low on gas so on the way back we drove straight to the nearest gas station which was in the opposite direction than our home. It added about 45 minutes to the drive home but I think it ended up being worth since we got to see this place:
All and all, it was a really fun trip. If you go, bring extra shoes and clothes, towels, and a big jug of water to wash up with. (There isn’t any running water at the park.) And make sure you have at least a quarter tank of gas when you get there–learn from our mistakes!






E liked seeing all the animals; they have goats, sheep, pigs, chickens, cows, and horses. The goats were his clear favorite, probably because they were the most obliging when he tried to feed them corn.
It was pretty cute. E kept running around staring at everything and spontaneously shrieking in joy.










The other day I noticed a robin hopping around our backyard picking up pieces of dry grass in its beak. Then he flew up into the willow tree next to our house and added the grass to a nest he was building. I was excited to see it building a nest in our tree. Ever since I was a kid I’ve had a soft spot in my heart for robins. They sing so prettily and it cracks me up how fast their tiny feet move when they run around on the ground. And their eggs are that wonderful shade of blue.