I’ve said it so many times, I’ve tired of hearing myself say it. But nothing makes me happier than being with my family out in the desert. It feels like home, moreso than any of the other places we’ve lived since we’ve been married.

This past Saturday, we went to a geocaching event, and after a big breakfast at Denny’s, got to explore a new part of Camp Verde.

Came across these guys a couple of miles into the winding mountain road:

This one wasn’t sure he wanted us to get out to look for the nearby cache:

The horses were more friendly.

In fact, they wanted to get in the car and come home with us.

No geocaching trip is complete without at least a couple of scrapes or scratches:

But it’s all worth it. Really, how can you not love this?

Well I’m going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I’m not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don’t regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I’m going home. ~Daughtry