a year after i followed heather and charles into their new home, we did a story on cheydene hudspeth, a single mother of eight, who also came out of st. annes shelter and found a home. she was the most patient mother i've ever met. has probably seen it all. when one of the little munchkins locked herself in a room and started screaming, cheydene took out her big boots, said "get away from the door and lay on the bed, sweetheart." and kicked in the door. broke nothing but the lock, which was crooked anyway. no need to panic. mom's got things under control. she's talking through the door in the fourth frame, and a daughter watches in the back.

playing it real with dummies

emergency response drill at wsu. if there's a life after pj i want to be a medic.
come storming into the er, sitting atop a gurney, performing cpr...yes. seems like a good calling.

tough as nails

Sarah Kaufmann has won several endurance mountain bike races and placed 2nd in the 24 Hours of Moab, which doubled as the national championships, a couple of weeks ago.
from what i could tell she's also pretty rad...

gym grit

bonita...margarita
the missus prefers a lily-scented bubble bath complete with paw massage and fur scratchies.

rounded glass.
bathing julie in light and with condensation on sunday.

where the wild things are

the bison roundup.

vogelfrei

nothing compares to driving on empty, open roads. in germany, every acre of land seems to bear some kind of human foot print. but if i cut all the clutter made for my convenience, entertainment and wellness, if i trim things down to the basics, i feel the most complete and free to breathe.

flu

the latest round of h1n1 vaccines. i bet many children would rather be down with the flu than being pricked with a needle or sprayed up the nose.
down: fall turns into winter and the waiting times are long.

ogdenite

love.hate.love.hate.love.hate.this city.
last night i thought maybe it isn't so bad.

sun and rocks

moab

by night

by day

footsies

bison by the lake

the annual pre-bison round-up at antelope island where the sum of dust and salt and open land make these huge animals look surreal, somehow.

reverse bull centaur

fire

covered a fire this morning and this boy was huddled on the stairs of his house, watching.

kelie

away

cabin fever at flaming gorge and a midnight shooting session of the first snow. so quiet and people-less, it was just the mice in the kitchen and us...

with muscle

xterra 3-athlon from pineview to snowbird. beautiful day. one of those moments when i remember why i love living in the mountains.

to be or not to be (a mom)

studio shot for a story on how some women leave their career to raise children. these kids took over that table (and phone and note pad and paper clips) in no time. i don't know how parents calmly navigate through life with multiple offspringies, this mom definitely had it figured out, or so it seemed.