Christmas Time

When my children were very young I remember the sweet feeling of knowing that they were all safely tucked into bed and all was well.  They have grown, left and multiplied now, but there is still such a sweet feeling when we are all back together again.  We came close this Christmas, as we gathered to California to celebrate together.  We missed son Gerald and his Frances, but everyone else was there! 

Layne, I and the kids drove to California last weekend and met up with Chris and daughter Jessica, where we stayed in a rental, in Mountain House, together.  Here are the Gendreau kids and Angelica in our rental house.  Seated:  Gemma, Miles and Peyton.

Our California days were filled with fun events.
Sunday:  Bethlehem Dinner at Reed and Dorothy's, after Church.  In spite of all the activity, there was still time for some people to indulge in a little media!

Monday:  Gingerbread houses at Ben and Jessica's.  Miles and Gemma are working on their unconventional masterpiece.  

Even the older kids got into it.  James and his wife, Alejandra, are hard at it.

All this lovely fun was provided by Ben and his Jessica, who baked all of the gingerbread herself!

I was in charge of Christmas Eve.  I planned it all out in my mind and it went so well there.  I warned myself to prepare for things to go not at all as planned.  With all those little people about, how could one expect all to go smoothly?  In my mind, the teenaged children would read a script of the Christmas story while the "littles" would portray the manger scene.  To my absolute surprise and delight, it all went pretty close to how I imaged it!  The teens did a great job of reading their parts and the "littles" stood their ground, in their proper places, the entire time!  Layne played Santa at the end and gave everyone a small flashlight, to symbolize being a light to the world, as Jesus would have us be.  Add a few carols and it all turned out rather well.  

Here are our readers:  Timothy, Vincent (who played Satan), Zachary, Miles (who was Jesus), William with his head down, Seth with his head up, Abigail, Peyton, Angelica, Alexis and, hidden on the right, Jacqueline.  In front is our nativity characters:  Olivia the angel, Jonathan as Joseph, Tia as Mary and Bruce the shepherd.  

After the nativity presentation and Santa's appearance, Christmas Eve gifts were passed out to all the kids.  Christmas pajamas; its tradition!

Tuesday, Christmas Day:  After individual Christmas mornings, some of us went to Audrey and Cliff's for a breakfast buffet.  It was almost the only get-together with them as they missed most of our activities because Rayne's hub Dom was hosting his family, visiting from England.  Later we met up with everyone at Reed and Dorothy's for Christmas dinner.  Wow.  Dorothy didn't take a chance that there would not be enough food.  She had enough for twice our number.  And it was so good!  

Of course we pigged out all during this happy California time.  After dinner, we had a family talent night.  Most of it involved the piano, with most of the grandkids having various levels of piano lessons.  I am proud of this sweet collection of children and grandchildren; their goodness, and their talents.  Layne and I even sang a song with Seth and Angelica.  They were less than enthusiastic about singing with us, but it turned out pretty well as we divided into parts to sing, Mary Did You Know.  I am almost over my nervousness in singing in front of other people.  It is still not my favorite thing to do, but I can make it through now.  Here's Zachary, playing his memorized piece.

Having us all together makes for lots of talking, laughing and all sorts of bonding.  It was all happy, noisy chaos and we loved it.  

Wednesday:  We visited several people, returned to Ben and Jessica's for a "group date" that Ben's Jessica arranged.  She got all the 16+ year olds together, along with dates, so spend the evening at their house.  She had all sorts of activities arranged to keep them busy and talking and it seemed to turn out OK.  While that went on, we met up with Audrey and Cliff, Reed, Chris and Jessica and went to dinner.  Picking the kids back up and driving back to Mountain House made for a very late night.  It is an hour's drive between Palo Alto (Ben and Jessica's home) and Mountain House (Cliff and Audrey's home and our rental), so traveling between places was a bit of a pain.  Traffic in the Bay Area has become pretty bad; there doesn't seem to be a good time to be on the road.  It just is always packed with cars.  

But it is magical to have so much family nearby and together.  I miss it here in Idaho.  We drove home on Thursday.  After 11 hours on the road, we were so happy to be home again.  I thought I felt pretty energetic throughout all these happy events, but Friday I crashed.  This old girl needs her naps, it seems.  Friday morning we awoke to new snow.  I love the snow!

More and more I realize how precious it is to have a family.  I cannot find the right words to express how happy I feel in being with them, and having them in my life.  I see more and more why the Lord emphasizes the importance of family.  That sweet feeling that came to me long ago comes back when I am with family.  I feel overwhelmingly blessed to have one!

  

Thanksgiving, Plus!

We spent this Thanksgiving at home.  It was especially sweet, as we had family with us!  Reed and Dorothy came, with their family, including son James and his wife Alijandra and son Alex.  Isaiah and Allegra drove over from Rexburg.  Gerald was here too.  We had quite a lovely collection of family.  I cooked just about everything the week before Thanksgiving and froze it. That made for a much less hectic holiday.  Spending enough time with Reed and Dorothy to be able to have deep conversations was especially nice.  Sometimes I feel starved for time with my children.  Of course they are busy with their own families, but that does not mean I don't miss them.  You may say that I brought this separation upon myself since we are the ones who moved to Idaho.  And you would be right.  But, again, that doesn't change my heart's longings.  Here is the Thanksgiving family.

Reed and Dorothy were here for about 5 days.  Vincent, who is now 17, asked Layne to give him his Patriarchal Blessing while they were here.  Layne did a beautiful job of it.  Being a Patriarch was not his favorite calling, as, he says, it requires "revelation on demand."  I can understand his struggle with that.  But the Lord always comes through.  I could feel the inspiration behind what he expressed to Vincent.  We all gathered to witness it and felt a lovely presence.

Here's Vincent just before the blessing.

Our time with Reed and Dorothy was a busy, happy time.  They are currently thinking that they will move to Idaho this coming summer.  My dream is to have family close by again, but I'm not counting on it until I see them on the Idaho horizon, packed for a move.  Things can change so quickly!  Little Alex is one year old now and so cute.  James is working hard on a degree that will lead him into being an actuary.  Allegra and Isaiah both seem to be happy in school.  It is a joy to have Gerald here as he spends tons of time with his kids and runs them to their various activities.  We have had some great conversations too.  It is good to be able to see a little way into the minds of my children.  I so enjoy what I see there.

Alex playing patty-cake.

Me with Reed and Dorothy.

We are set for Christmas now.  The house is full of decorations and holiday anticipation.  We had our first snowfall December first.  There is more snow today.  My heart is full of gratitude at this moment in time, even if Gerald leaves for Taiwan tomorrow.

Our first snow.

 

Fall Events

You may think that the past month has brought us little to speak of, since there have been no blog entries for awhile.  But you would be wrong.  I am having trouble making time to record our events, but today I'm going to make the effort!

We have an especially friendly neighbor, Jim Wilkey, who, along with his wife Inez, has spent quite a bit of time with us.  He is a bigger than life kind of person, who has succeeded in uniting our neighborhood through his outgoing personality and friendly ways.  Whenever Layne is on the phone laughing I know he is talking to Jim.  He is always there whenever activities take us outside as well.  He laughs with us and helps with all sorts of projects.  Until now.  After a couple of weeks of not feeling well, he went to the doctor's and discovered that he had leukemia and HAD ONLY WEEKS TO LIVE!  Wow.  We were stunned.  Sure enough, he was gone in just that time.  It happened so fast that we have not had time to adjust.  I can't imagine life here without his happy presence.  We have been spending extra time with Inez as we all try and regroup.  She will no doubt have a time adjusting to life without him.  That is the sorrow of this time of life.  People we love are beginning to leave.  Jim is the third good friend we have lost just within the past few months. 

Here's Jim.

With our grandchildren living with us there is less time for trips.  Fortunately for me, Layne does not mind if I make a few trips and leave him with the kids.  So that's what I've been doing.  It has been a long time since I've been to Utah to visit my sister.  I remedied that several weeks ago, when my friend Pat Green and I drove to Salt Lake, right after Jim's funeral. Pat spent time with her son and I spent it with Bob and Maryanne.  Maryanne is a genealogical genius.  She works on her art every day and is rewarded with new information so quickly that I cannot keep up.  It was she that pointed out to me that we have at least 15 great grandfathers who fought in the Revolutionary War.  I'm so inspired by that.  So I wrote about them and put it into a little book for the family for Christmas.  I'm so hoping that they will be inspired too.

Here's Maryanne and Bob in their 50th anniversary picture.

Pat and I had a lovely time driving to and from Utah together.  She is the kind of friend that I can visit with endlessly.  So we talked, non-stop.  Once I arrived home on Tuesday (Nov 6), my good friend Margie Thomas met me and we made plans to drive to Richland, WA, the next day to visit good friends Gary and Nora Jacobson.  They are dear people that won our hearts when we lived in Fremont.  Nora is having lots of health issues these days, so we decided that visiting them would be a good idea.  Margie is one of my recent widows.  Her husband and dear friend David died just two months ago.  We talked and talked about that and many other things during our drives to and from Richland.

Here's Margie and me, at our house.

Gary and Nora were in better condition that we thought they might be.  We enjoyed a day of visiting, spent the night and left the next morning, early, for the drive back to our house.  Margie drove the rest of the way to her home in Salt Lake City.  Now that she is a widow, I feel even more urgings to keep close to her.  It must be very hard to do without your sweetheart after so many happy years together.

Gary Jacobson looks just about the same as we remembered him.

Nora is struggling a little with health issues but is her same sweet self.

After our return from Richland, Audrey flew in from California.  She arrived at 1 AM Friday morning.  She spent the weekend with us.  I always love it when my girl is here with me.  She and Angelica bonded over finger nail polish and make-up.  We shopped of course.  Audrey and I also shopped for Seth, who is growing so fast that he needs new cloths every other month or so.  Yup, its hard to believe but true.  We didn't realize how picky he would be.  We returned most of what we chose for him, but we did score on a few things.  After that experience I will not shop for him again.  Next time he's coming with me!

Audrey and Angelica, with fresh nail polish.

This week Reed and Dorothy are coming with their kids to spend Thanksgiving with us.  I'm so excited to have family to celebrate with!  Gerald comes on Tuesday and my college kids, Allegra and Isaiah, are coming too.  Wow.  Family.  Here.  That is something to rejoice over.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Pre-Holiday Days

The world is as lovely here as it ever gets.  The trees are full of color and there is a wonderful crispness to the air.  It is a joy to be outside.  My neighbor, Linda, and I walk together every weekday morning and take in all of this beauty.  "It's so quiet here," my grandson Seth complains.  He is used to the busy world of city life in Taiwan.  Perhaps it is my age, but I love the beauty and quiet that surround us here. 

Here is a view of part of our autumn-filled neighborhood.

October brings several family birthdays.  Seth and my sister Maryanne share the 2nd.  Layne is celebrated on the 5th.  Dorothy, and now our son-in-law Dominic share the 7th.  Several friends also fill in the early days of October with birthdays.  Gerald was here to help us celebrate Seth and Layne.  I love it when he is here!  While he was here we also enjoyed a fall concert in which both Seth and Angelica performed.  The music they learned was both beautiful and spiritual.  It is a treat to listen to.  Here's Seth, in happy birthday anticipation.  He turned 16.  He thinks that means it is time to learn to drive. 

Layne turned 78 on October 5th.  His birthday treat was a carmel sundae.

It's always a joy to have Gerald with us.  The kids presence with us brings him here quite often.

Seth and his Sonous group sang in a local chapel and it was glorious!  The acoustics there made their sound deep and rich.  Can you spot him?

I feel blessed to have family visits fairly often.  Audrey and Cliff were here last weekend.  Of course they spent time in Pocatello visiting Chase and family and their college kids, Allegra and Isaiah.  But we got a piece of them too.  We shared an order of grass fed beef with them and are now the proud owners of another freezer, to accommodate the extra meat.  I think we are pretty set for meat for the next year and beyond!

Last Saturday friends invited us to their new house to experience an Indian ceremony to dedicate their new home.  Wow was that interesting.  They hired a Hindu Priest to come and perform the ceremony.  It took well over an hour!  He blessed everything associated with that home, the owners, and even the bugs that were disrupted when the house was built.  He read from his ceremonial book and chanted in Sanskrit, with the home owners sitting nearby, partaking of various fruits, flowers, seeds, salt and so forth, from a collection of these items placed on a table before them.  The rest of us sat on the floor of the empty house and listened.  The Priest did his best to explain some of what he was doing, but I must admit that the American guests got a bit restless with the length of the ceremony. What a contrast between that ceremony and our own practice of dedicating a home with a simple prayer.  The Indian women in the group then served a delicious meal of various Indian dishes.  That was tasty.   

Here you can see the ceremonial table, filled with items the Priest inserted into various parts of the ceremony as he dedicated what felt like an endless list of home related items, including the new owners themselves, Vikram and Megan.  They sat on pillows in front of this table during the entire ceremony.

It seems to me that this time of life begins to bring losses, as more and more friends in our age group begin to die.  So far, we now have 5 widowed friends.  Our beloved neighbor, Jim Wilkie, is our latest loss.  He was diagnosed with cancer a couple of weeks ago and is already gone!  I feel the loss of him and others whom we love.  I suppose the losses will escalate with time.  I don't like that about getting older.  Well, old.  Yet somehow we will adjust and, somehow, life will go on.  I feel, more than ever, that the dead continue on, and are near us; that the veil between us and them is very thin.  Death holds little fear for me, for I know that, one way or another, life goes on and on.

A Seattle Job

Quite a few months ago, daughter Jessica asked me to spend 9 days with her kids while she and Chris went on a trip to Europe.  Gemma is 18, Miles is 16 and Peyton is 14.  They didn't really need much from me, except to be there while their folks were so far away.  Committing to dates that are far away is pretty easy.  Several months ago my September calendar was quite empty.  So I quite happily committed myself to this happy errand. 

Of course the month filled up around this commitment.  Scott and Jessica stayed until my departure day almost two weeks ago now.  Here they are about to begin their drive to Rexburg and BYUI.

Then Allegra and Isaiah arrived for a few days visit the evening of my departure day.  I captured them at the airport, but otherwise missed their visit altogether.  Audrey came later that week and I missed her too.

But I loved spending time with my three Gendreaus.  I walked with Gemma almost every day.  We got some good conversation in.  She is feeling better about leaving home for college.  She was such a great helper for me, anticipating most of what was required of me and offering assistance.  She has become a beautiful, good hearted girl. 

Miles is a problem solver.  One evening he told me some of his ideas for solving everyday frustrations.  His mind automatically goes to that, it seems.  He spends his open time coming up with creative solutions for these kinds of things.  Such a great mind! 

Miles has the interesting habit of getting up early, eating a quick bowl of cereal, then crashing on the couch until time to leave for school.  Here he is in his usual morning location.

I was able to watch Peyton play at one of her soccer games.  She's a good player so it was fun to see her in action.  All told, it was a lovely time.

In the meantime, Chris and Jessica toured Copenhagen with friends, then Berlin.  They sent regular messages and pictures.  Looks like they are having a great time!

Seattle is a beautifully green place, with things growing everywhere.  Abundant rain is the price of that.  There were lots of grey skies and rain while I was there.  But most days were also full of sunshine.  Summer brings less rain than the other seasons.  Still, everything was green except...most of the lawns.  People in the local neighborhood as a rule do not water their lawns. So they turn brown.  There they are, a brown swath surrounded by lots of greenery.  Why?  It seemed so odd to me since our Idaho area has the greenest lawns in summer.  Because we water them!

Here's the green.

Here's the brown.

In spite of a sweet time, it was good to be back home.  Our gang here seemed to do just fine without me.  Except for searching out missing items or misplaced ones, all was much as I left it.  Layne was so glad to see me.  I noted that at the airport since he actually came inside to find me instead of picking me up curbside.  So sweet! 

I am feeling more settled with Seth and Angelica here.  I suppose I have adjusted to their presence without even noticing it.  Things seem to flow more smoothly this year.  I am enjoying them more.  Gerald and Frances will soon be here for another visit.  I always love that.  October brings more family birthdays, including Layne's.  The days are growing cool and crisp.  Early signs of fall are in the air, with the trees just beginning to show their fall colors.  It is a wonderful time of year.

Bear Lake, Labor Day and More!

There are some periods in my life that are very ordinary.  I usually don't write about those.  Then there are times when my life is full of activity and people.  All of it often keeps me so busy and engaged that I also don't write about those.  Until life returns to normal.  It isn't quite normal today, but I'm writing anyhow.

I have wanted to visit the town of McCall for awhile now.  So many of the local folk go there for fun and relaxation.  It sounded like a great place to visit.  But we haven't gone.  Until now.  Our friends, Mike and Lisa Young, invited us there to share a day with them in their beautiful trailer.  So we went, with Gerald, while the kids were in school.  It is a two hour drive, so we started out early.  It was beautiful all the way there.  The winding road was framed by woods and the Payette River most of the way.  We found McCall to be even more charming that I had imagined.  Although we were there for just a few hours, we loved what we did see.  Here we are with Mike and Lisa.

Our friends, the Wintersteens, are often cooking up some event or trip to engage us with.  I love them for that.  I am married to a man who much prefers staying home to just about any alternative.  But Larry and Carol embrace us into various adventures.  I think Layne enjoys them once he is pressed into service.  This time they invited us to join them in a trip to Bear Lake.  It involves about a 5 hour drive as it is located at a spot between eastern Idaho and Utah.  It is a lovely place.  Carol's brother, Roger, has a cabin there.  We have stayed there before so we looked forward to this current trip.  Gerald was here to be with Seth and Angelica, so we were free to roam.

We spent three days there, during the week before Labor Day, sharing the preparation of meals, relaxing and visiting.  Bear Lake is known for its raspberries.  They offer them most commonly in the form of ice cream, milkshakes and jam.  We indulged in all of those.  We had a lovely time, getting to know each other even better and playing our favorite game...Mexican Train.  Roger's friends, Clell and Linda joined us part of the time.  Here we are in inside Roger's cabin:  Carol, Larry, Clell, Layne, Roger and me in front.  Linda took the picture.

We hurried our drive home on that Thursday before Labor Day to prepare for the arrival of daughter Audrey and her daughter Rayne, and husband Dominic.  I love their somewhat frequent visits.  They drove all night on that Thursday to arrive early Friday morning.  We had such fun with them.  On Saturday my Jessica and her Miles and Peyton arrived.  Adding Gerald and kids to the mix made for a large but happy group.  We enjoyed various activities together, including sorting through some of my Mother's stuff that I brought back from her home in Cedaredge.  I love it when I can pass on family stuff.  I personally enjoy using some of my Mother's kitchen gadgets.  They remind me of her, and I like to be reminded.

We celebrated Rayne's birthday a little early while everyone was here.  Here she is, with her birthday pumpkin pie.  We have raised our family right...preferring pie to cake!

We flew our flags for the last time this year and spoke a little of the purpose of Labor Day, and the weekend passed quickly by.  By Tuesday everyone, including Gerald, was gone.  I'm always sad when family leaves.  So I busy myself cleaning up.  It helps.  Here are all of our visiting family:  Audrey, Gerald, Jessica, Miles, Peyton, Seth, Angelica, Rayne, Dominic.

Gerald has been here for some three weeks, helping to get the kids settled in once again with us.  I really enjoy having Gerald in my life.  He is such a good man, and a positive influence on us.  This time he found some hopeful ideas for getting work here, adding to my hopes that he and Frances will find their way here for a more permanent stay, sometime soon.  I hated to see him go.  But he promises to return in October.  I hope it works out that way.  Here he is, on his way to the airport.

By Thursday we were welcoming company again.  Grandson Scott and his new wife Jessica (#3) arrived.  They will be with us until Monday, when grandkids Allegra and Isaiah arrive, on their way to school at BYU Idaho.  Wow.  Can you believe our luck at having so much family, almost all at once?  

Our first full day with Scott and Jessica was Friday.  Layne pressed to take them to Idaho City.  So we did.  Once again we visited the Galbreaith House located there and, once again, we took pictures in front of it.

Scott and Jessica are a great couple, well suited to each other.  Their influence on our household is positive and sweet.  Sometimes I feel so full of joy over the people in my life.  This is one of those times.

The Kids Are Back

Last weekend nephew Rus spent a night with us, along with his three children and two additional ones.  It was fun to spend time with all of them.  We got a nice visit in with Rus too.  I love being in the way of his journeys back and forth to and from Utah.  Here he is with the five kids.

Grandchildren Seth and Angelica have been living with us all last school year.  They've been home in Taiwan for the summer.  Already summer vacation is shifting into school days.  School begins early in Idaho; August 22nd.  So they have returned to us as of Monday of last week.  Gerald came too.  I love it when he is here.  So after a care-free summer, we are once again entering into a parenting role.  The kids seem to be happy to be back.  Now that they are back, I realize that I have missed them.  Isn't it interesting how we adapt to things and situations, even without consciously trying.

We've had some fun with the kids here.  Angelica and I decided to give the cat a bath.  Hum.  The kitty has never experienced it before so it became a bit of an adventure.  We lowered her into the tub and a low, loud growl emerged from her throat and didn't stop until we got her out of the tub and into a towel.  She was happy to head for the safety of the yard.  Here's Angelica giving her some sympathy.

Our neighbor and buddy Larry Wintersteen always has an adventure in mind to involve us with .  His latest was a one day trip down the Snake River.  We made that trip on Friday and it was such fun!  We drove to "Thousand Springs Resort" for our adventure.  For a few hours we traveled the river seated in the dining cabin of a cruise boat, with a young man narrating the history and sights of the area.  Much of the Snake River can be seen from the nearby freeway, but this area lies hidden below the level of the highway.  It felt like we were isolated from all civilization, with just beautiful sights to please all eyes.  Out of the surrounding hillside, there were occasional water falls, fed by an underground river.  

Idaho is full of beautiful, isolated places.  We continue to discover some of them, with the help of friends who know their hiding places.  

Our back yard is full of critters; pheasants, quail, rabbits, ground squirrels, birds of all sorts, and, occasionally, deer.  They are relatively new to the neighborhood, but today one wandered into our yard.  We watched him stand, look around and then lie peacefully under one of our trees.  We left off watching him for awhile.  When we caught sight of him again he was in the middle of our garden, helping himself to our produce!  You might be able to picture what happened next, when Layne rushed out to save our now finally producing garden.  The deer rushed off and is gone...for now.

School starts in two days.  Our lazy days of summer are over.  Sigh.

The Sorting Resumes

Not long ago my sister, Maryanne, called and asked me if I'd like to go to Colorado with her and stay on Mother's Ranch, for sorting purposes.  We have been trying to arrange a trip together for awhile now, to sort through the large repository of stuff that Mother left behind when she left us...7 years ago.  Bob and Maryanne have sold the Ranch and this past week offered us a last chance to stay in the Ranch house and sort.  The new owners will soon take possession and our chance will be lost.

So, we decided to make the trip this past week, in spite of the summer heat.  I drove to Utah on Monday, spent the night with Bob and Maryanne, and we drove to Colorado on Tuesday.  Originally our plan was for just us two girls to go, but soon Bob joined us and then their grandson, Reese.  For the muscle power.  Layne stayed home.  So the four of us, Bob, Reese, Maryanne and I headed for the Ranch and arrived in good time on Tuesday.

It was a bit melancholy to walk through Mother's house and see nothing of her left inside.  Except for a few pieces of furniture.  We organized the needed beds and bought a little food and settled in.  The house looks so empty!  I felt like Mom was truly gone, yet a sweet spirit lingers in the house.  The recent renters felt it and loved the place.  I can see why they might.  Even though the house is old and in bad need of various repairs, it feels good.  Here is a last snapshot of the entrance.

The Ranch is located on a beautiful piece of land in Cedaredge, Colorado.  The land has water running through it all the time, which keeps the pasture green and ensures that it will be there, to provide life to those who live there.  It is a special blessing right now, as the whole area is experiencing one of the worst droughts in memory.  Some wells have dried up and most of the local lawns are brown.  But the Ranch has water!

After over a hundred years of family in Cedaredge, there is no one left.  It is with sadness that we will tell this lovely place goodbye. But it must be as no one is left in the family that is able to live here.  Here are several scenes from the 20 acres that make up the Kiser Ranch.

The old pig pen.  It hasn't been used since my Grandfather was on the Ranch.

Grandpa Kiser occasionally kept a bull in this area.  It now has become a pond.  The green you see is moss.

This is a view of the Ranch from the pasture.  The house is behind the trees on the left.

Our goal for this trip was to select just one of the spaces that hold Kiser stuff on the Ranch. This time we sorted the room behind the garage.  Here is a picture of it so you can see the challenge that stood before us.  Do you think it is possible to sort through all of this in just three days?  We gave it a go.  Actually, this picture was taken just before we left for home and after we sorted out about half of the stuff.  In spite of all you see here, I feel like we accomplished quite a lot, in spite of interruptions by various visitors.

One of our good buddies, who visited with us for awhile, is Elaine Conlon.  Here you see her squeezed in with Maryanne and me in our sorting room.  I don't do selfies very well--my arms are too short I suppose.  But you can get the idea.

We had several other visitors too.  One of them was our Aunt Geraldine--step sister to Daddy.  She has not been too fond of our Church membership in the past and so not especially friendly with us.  But Maryanne won her heart by using her DNA to establish the identity of her real father.  It was a shocker for her, but it warmed her heart to Maryanne and the Church by extension.  She visited with us with great warmth and affection, and shared some family stories with us that we hadn't heard before.  We had a lovely time with her.  She came with her daughter, Donna, and Donna's son Matthew...who happens to be LDS!  So she is surrounded by gospel influences in spite of herself!

Here is Donna, Matthew and Aunt Geraldine.

It is funny how the human condition works.  I went with Maryanne with no desires for anything we would find, except for copies of stories that my Grandmother Tracy has written.  But when I saw stuff, desires emerged.  The same was true for Maryanne.  We don't need another thing, but, suddenly, we do!  It is difficult to have to go through so many things--some garbage, but some that are lovely and valuable to the memory and even, potentially, to the pocket book.  We divided, shedded and accumulated boxes of things to bring home.  I managed to fill the car with treasures in spite of my determination not to do it.

Friday morning was our scheduled departure time.  Bob and Maryanne rented a truck, which stood in the driveway, now filled with furniture and various other treasures.  Bob and Reese drove the truck away about 9 AM.  Maryanne and I stayed behind for a couple of hours, getting the last of things organized.  We shut down and locked up everything, took a last look around and settled into the car, ready to go.  I turned the ignition with the usual expectation of hearing the smooth purr of the motor.  But there was nothing.  It was absolutely dead.  There we sat in the driveway, completely stuck!

We planned to meet up with our good friends, Steve and Sharon Palmer, on our way out and enjoy a brief visit with them.  Now it was Steve that I called for rescue.  He came and did his best to charge up our totally dead battery.  No good. So we took out the battery and took it to the local mechanic to buy a new one.  We did and Steve installed it.  The engine came to life!  But the lights, radio, and windows inside were dead.  Hum.  Steve couldn't figure it out.  We decided to ponder it over lunch.  After a delicious lunch and visit, we headed back to the mechanic, and, together, we discovered that the "ground" was disconnected.  After screwing it in, everything inside the car lit up!  What a happy thing!  I paid for the battery, thanked the mechanic, hugged and thanked Steve and Sharon and we were off--at about 2 PM.  We finally arrived at Bob and Maryanne's at 7 PM.  Wow, what an adventure.  But, happily, we girls managed to resolve the problem, with the help of some very good friends.  Thank heaven for good people!  Here are Steve and Sharon, just before we left for Utah.

Maryanne and I were both exhausted by the time we got to Draper.  We hadn't been home very long when I got a phone call from Audrey.  "We are in Provo visiting Chase and Morgan. How about meeting us in the morning and shopping?"  Whoa.  That was unexpected.  I was planning on leaving early Saturday morning for home.  But how could I miss seeing Audrey and Cliff, Chase and Morgan?  I decided to decide in the morning.  I determined to awaken early Saturday morning not just to drive home, but to attempt to see the "red moon" that was supposed to be on display early that morning, due to it falling in the shadow of the earth in just the right way as to cause the redness.  

So I awoke at 5 AM and went in search of the moon.  It was a full moon and easy to find in the darkness.  But, sadly, it wasn't red.  Perhaps in another part of the world there was a red moon, but not in Draper, Utah.  Still, it was lovely.

Getting up that early gave me plenty of time to get organized for the drive home.  I was good to go by 6 AM.  I texted Audrey to see if she was up.  No answer, so I went shopping for some travel snacks and headed to Provo. By the time I got to Chase and Morgan's home, Audrey responded and assured me that they were up. So, between 7 and 8 AM I had a sweet visit with all but Hunter, who stayed asleep.  Here are Chase and Cliff, on their way to go shooting.  Cliff looks so much better now that he is making a good recovery from his recent health issues.  Look how skinny he is!  He's the little guy on the left!

The drive home was very pleasant, as it always is.  The car behaved itself and the road was pleasant with just enough cars not to feel alone but not so many as to crowd up the road.  The skies were smoky however.  The West burns every summer it seems and this one reflects the new normal.  I was home by 2 PM and so happy to be.  Layne was glad to see me and patiently sat while I showed him all of my treasures.  He showed me my little sports car, complete with a new fender and paint job; red and shiny and perfect!  How could life be any better?!