jackson hole

I spent my weekend in wonderful Jackson Hole, WY with old friends.  We woke up to early morning elk and hot-tubbed until late, only before falling asleep to the sound of each other's voices.  Eating cozy dinners around the fire and roasting s'mores to the guitar was almost too perfect.  Yes, we ate too much cake and pretended to be cowboys.  I just laughed, talked, and sang myself hoarse.  

And we only got a little photo happy.

{a thousand thanks to laura for her family home

and for the people pictures}