Most of our friends now know that Anne and I are planning on changing the scenery in about a week – we’re leaving Long Island, leaving New York, leaving the East and we’re going west.
As part of the excitement around the house, Anne took a trip down memory lane and showed me some random photos from our previous lives out West.Needless to say, the memories came flooding back and the excitement led me to revisit my own old photos. It seems like forever ago, but it was only two years ago that we packed up our happy lives in Logan, Utah to make the short move south to Moab. Logan had been an incredibly positive place for us – we found a community we could be part of, we had an awesome group of friends, Cache Valley is absolutely beautiful most of the year (excluding bad-air days)… The promise of new adventures in Moab, however, was too great to resist.
This set of photos begins with the day that we found our apartment in Moab and goes on to our last evening in Logan with a small group of friends at Seth and Emily’s house. Leo arrived in time for that last party, however, I didn’t get a shot of him (but I know that Anne did – you’ll have to check out her blog).