I was tired, that is all I really remember, since the baby was only 2 weeks old--But it was SOOO nice to get out of the house and into the fresh mountain air. Yummm...One of my favorite smells in the world...Snowbird in August.
I can't really explain it.
Only my siblings probably really understand the smell... and why we love to be there so much... when really there is not a lot to do. It is just a part of my life that I have always remembered never changing. It was always nice to know that we would always go there and nothing would change. Maybe my kids one day will have the same feelings.