After nap time this afternoon we climbed into the car and headed up to the lake

at the base of the Maroon Bells at the far end of the road in the Snowmass wilderness.

Already the days are getting shorter in the back country.

We hiked down the path to the lake.

It was a beautiful evening at the Bells. But we think every evening at the Bells is beautiful.

Jeremy practiced skipping stones in the glass-clear waters of the lake.

We love playing at Maroon Lake before dinner time.

But soon the sun was setting behind the red rock peaks and it was time to head back home to town.

Walking down the trail to the car, Mummy saw the shadow of a dream in the setting sun:

her silhouette with two little boys holding her hands.