We had the most relaxing time in Prescott this weekend. Although we were only there for 36 hours, give or take, it was just what we needed. My grandparents and Dad did the best job of making us feel at home, which they are all so good at. We left with more than we came with, freshly baked bread, recipe books, things for our house. My grandparents got to spend some time with Josh, and when we left, I think we all left feeling a little bit more like family. Wonderful weekend, and here are some pictures from the trip.
Right Before We Left For Home.

Roses My Grandpa Picked for My Nana.
He's My Best Friend.

Downtown and Josh.

The Best Trees.

The Pops and Myself.

I've Run These Steps So Many Times.

Caught Him Off Guard.

Grandparents' Backyard.

Poppies.

Next time we visit, we'll have Bean with us. I hope she had a good time and enjoyed the mountain air as much as I did. My lungs haven't breathed that freely in a while. Summer is upon us in the valley, and I think it's just now starting to get to me. Maybe trips up North will be more frequent than I thought...