Labor Day - Leisure Day

We have done a good job of combining these two this weekend.  Saturday we stopped off in Brian Head on our way home and measured up (in the middle of a rainstorm) a job we are bidding there. Monday we picked up an beautiful 800 lb. lentil stone to go over a front door on a house we are working on.  We also went up to Dammeron Valley and took pictures of a job we just finished.  The leisure part on Monday was a trip to Zion (this is the last month on our park pass) and hiked to a glyph site and also up the Many Pools trail.  We also got really close to a little herd of bighorn sheep. After that we went over to Glendale a hiked a little canyon - Spring Hollow.  Then we picked up our stone and headed on home.  It was a perfect weather day and we got all we could out of it.  We have also been listening to Ender's Game and started on Ender's Shadow while driving so we can get ready to see the movie when it comes out.  It has been a fun labor-leisure weekend.  

We love the old 1930s' stonework on the culverts.  We love natures' stonework too!

It was a perfect time to enjoy the Many Pools hike.  The recent rains had filled things up nicely.

We spied this up to you neck deep pool on the way up and decided to take advantage of the chance to cool off on the way back down!  The water was great! Paul took advantage of several smaller ones on the way up too.

These sheep were not as skittish as others we have tried to photograph in Zion.  They were almost curious at first and peeped at me from behind the bushes.  Big daddy ram was more interested in his lady love than in worrying about me taking his picture.  

It's a little hard to locate the trail to get in to Spring Hollow Canyon.  We finally had to ask someone. One of its' features is that the walls of the canyon are covered in carved names, some dating way back.  Someone even carved a marriage proposal into the wall!  Paul added a little of his own.  I would love to see the waterfall at the end when it is running.  

Here's the big stone that was the object of our labor.