Looking down Provo Canyon toward Utah Valley from the top of the back mountain at Sundance. Yes, that Sundance, with the film festival and the Robert Redford and all. Since I've never been to the film festival and I don't really have an opinion on Robert Redford, to me it's just a smallish ski resort that's conveniently close to my house and has some great views.
I don't have a picture of a church for today, but I do have more snow. I think my pictures of Provo might give one the idea that it snows all spring long . . . which is true.
The front of the old Brigham Young Academy building, which is now the library, in the rain. Looks rather gothic in this shot, doesn't it? To quote Scully, "Is that a hound I hear, baying out on the moor?"
I would love to take karate, and have actually looked into this and other studios, but I'm having trouble finding a class that (a) works with my schedule and (b) has a beginner class that is not full of six-year-olds. I don't want to be the oldest person in my class by twenty years.
This is the reference area on the upper floor, which is designed a quiet study area. Nice if you need to study, but I live in fear of my cell phone ringing one day while I'm up there.
These don't actually lead to any books; they lead to the ballroom. But they're still in the Academy building, so we're going to say they're library stairs.