Did I forget to mention the ice cream? 

Maya and Lydia came to the game with me and spent time at the playground, in various trees, devising their own cheerleading routines and generally enjoying the first real day of spring. 

Today both boys had soccer games and both scored goals helping their teams win. Nico scored a very beautiful goal on a powerful full volley. Despite not having any subs on our first really hot day, his team was able to hang on to a 2-0 lead for the win. 

After work I drop Kyle off at soccer practice. On the way home, I discovered a local pond with at least a half dozen swans. As I left, so did they taking off in formation. It was a very beautiful sight and helped end an otherwise challenging work week on a pleasant note. 

Inside the barn, Jeanine looks on admiring Maya’s passion for horses.  

This morning before work, Jeanine and I dropped Maya off for her last day of horse camp. Most of the week, Maya rode a large horse named Charm. Today, she was paired with this tiny little fellow named Pepe. 

On the second leg of my journey home, I was fortunate to catch the Boston skyline backlit by a nice sunset. After a week on the road it is good to be home. 

On my return flight from Boston I was treated to some very interesting vistas. I am tempted to use Google Earth to trace my flight path through Denver so that I can identify this river. 

After three great days with Jeanine it is time to get back to work. Pictured here is Graham, my boss, in front of our trade show booth at the National Association of Broadcasters. Once the show begins, it is three greuling days with no time for photography. 

On the way back to Vegas to return my rental car, I pause to memorialize it. I was greatful it did not leave me stranded at the end of any of the long, isolated dirt roads I explored during my day in the park. 

I could easily spend weeks in this part of the country. My only regret is that schedules on this trip prevented me from taking advantage of golden light during the early morning and dusk hours. None the less, I was treated to a stormy sky and brief showers which added some interest to the sky and created some nice light patterns. 

Away from the lake, there is little water, but the plant life which abounds finds a way to survive and flourish. 

The rock formations here are every bit as fascinating as Zion. The same geological forces at play executed with an entirely different color palette. 

Lake Mead, formed by Hoover Dam is very large and with limitted time, I was unable to hike to high enough ground to get the perspective I was after.