Wyoming

Just got back from a week in the beautiful (and really, really cold) state of Wyoming. I had the chance to see my good friend Amelia, meet her new son Jack, enjoy some time in the mountains and share the good work God is doing in the Didinga Hills of Sudan with a great body of believers at Wilderness Baptist Church.

Tetons National Park

Jack and I enjoying the Tetons!

Jack and his amazing mommy, Amelia

Amelia and her young family call Dubious, Wyoming home. Dubious is a one horse town, with the heart of a 20 mule team.
A few years ago, I had the time of my life learning how to square dance with the cowboy boot, wrangler clad real cowboys that call this tiny haven home.
This is a town that hosts free catered (while I was there this past week, ham) dinners to build community bonds. If you don't mind a loooooong winter and would rather spend your Tuesdays skiing the slopes in Jackson Hole, than fighting the crowds in Walmart, then this just might be the place for you. Just don't tell them I said so. We wouldn't want to let the secret out of the bag.

Town - not downtown or uptown - this is it, the whole town.

We took long walks in the badlands...

(sometimes my camera has a mind of it's own)

Decorated Christmas cookies...

I like to call this one, Polar Bear Down on His Luck.

And played with a Mr. Jackson William...

I didn't get a Christmas tree last year. So, this year I got two!
Bill, Amelia, Jack and I bundled way up and braving the sub-zero temperatures skied out into the Wyoming wild to find the perfect one. We are not sure, but we heard that it might have been as cold as -17 degrees Fahrenheit.

our Christmas-tree-cutting mode of transportation

me and my old adventure friend, Amelia

The "perfect" one!!!