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Camera Purse...an almost tutorial

2012-01-24T12:45:00.000-08:00

A good friend of mine has a beautiful red purse she carries everywhere (almost) with her. One day I peeked inside and was surprised to see it was actually a camera bag complete with a bright pink liner and sections to snuggle her lenses and camera body in safely. I googled Epiphanie (her bag maker) and they have these gorgeous bags in several styles and many colors of leather-look fabrics. Not REAL leather, mind you. Then I googled DIY camera purses and found a much less expensive (but much more time consuming) way to have my own camera purse.

First I had to find the purse. It had to have an outside pocket for my cell phone, carry handles AND a shoulder strap, be big enough for my large lens, but small enough not to look like carry-on luggage. I found this one at TJ Maxx for $29.99.

Next step was to purchase fabric (I could not resist this funky eggplant print), 1" and 1/2" foam (use your coupons at JoAnne's or Hobby Lobby), and lots of Velcro. I had a ton of Velcro left from another project so I used that.

The next step was to measure the bag bottom, sides, and width. Some blogs give exact measurements...but if you make one it will be different than mine and will make no sense. Then I cut my 1" foam: (5 pieces) 1 bottom, 2 small side panels, and 2 large side panels. This will provide the main cushioning for the bag. I laid them out side by side (think about how they fit in the bag) and determined the length of the sleeve I needed to make.

I removed the foam after figuring my fabric size (I think I added at least an inch on the long side, and 1/2" on the short). I then cut it out and determined where to line up my Velcro. Some tutorials line it up where they expect the sections to fit in, but I decided I wanted my sections to be able to move around where I needed them...large lens, small lens, lens covers, etc. I put three rows of Velcro about 1-1 1/2" apart lengthwise and about 1 1/2" from the bottom.

This is where I made a big mistake. I had yards and yards of sticky-back Velcro. It was awesome to lay down on the fabric against a ruler and be able to just stick it into place, but my sewing machine HATED it. I kept cleaning the needle with goo-be-gone, but later found it had gooped up my bobbin case and it took a good half hour cleaning to get rid of the mess. DON'T use sticky-back Velcro. Do. Not.

Because I couldn't quite wrap my mind around how to attach the bottom piece to the side pieces (you GOOD seamstresses could have handled this easily), I decided to make a separate bottom cushion and attach it with Velcro later, so I added a piece of Velcro all around the bottom of the side piece so that I could form a box-shaped bag insert. Be sure that the three strips will be on the inside of the insert and that the 1 strip will be on the outside at the very bottom for the bottom part to attach to. Make sure you read this whole thing through before you attempt this project or it will make you crazy. Another reason...easier to clean and find small, lost objects. Maybe.

Then I laid the fabric right sides (Velcro on the inside) together and used a 1/2" seam to make a long thin pillowcase. After this was done, I turned it right sides out, and slipped the the first foam piece back in, butting it against the bottom seam and then stitched closely to the foam.

I made the bottom cushion piece a little differently, making a pillowcase that was about 1" larger on all sides. After sewing the casing, I slipped the foam in, stitched closely around the four sides and then sewed the Velcro along the sides. I stopped (both the Velcro and the stitching) right at the corners of the foam so that I could make a right angle fold at each corner, and sewed the fabric into a little...um...ear. What I am trying to say is that it should look like a shoe box lid. Ladies, we know our shoe boxes, don't we? Look at the lid and you'll know what I am trying to say. then I added the next piece and sewed it the same way into place, until all four pieces were done.

The bottom part should fit neatly onto the bottom of the side panel with the Velcro attachments at the bottom being on the outside. Like this...

Then I used 1/2" foam for the inserts. Once again you make little pillow cases according to the size of foam you cut. At first I made mine too tall, so I cut them down and was much happier. Leave about 1" on the two sides (not top and bottom) and follow the directions I laid out for the bottom piece, only this time you are going to add your Velcro only to the two long sides. OH, and I determined that you want the loopy, soft side of the Velcro inside the bag, and the snaggy side on the inserts. I figure it's less scratchy to equipment and my hands.
I also made a small pillow that fits exactly over my little, short 50mm lens so that I could carry something on top or underneath it. There are all sorts of options. Some blogs suggested making a little pocket on the side of one of the inserts to hold you lens cap. Good idea. Too much thinking for me at the time (the week before Christmas). I have enough panels that I can slip one in close enough to hold a lens cap (unfortunately I have found another really good place to keep it while shooting...close to my heart) or a filter.

To finish off the raw edge of the casing, I just folded it over a couple of times and stitched close to the edge.

Slip in the dividers, adjust to your equipment, and you're good to go!

Voila! (Or WaLa)

I think my bag cost about $50 to make with purse, fabric, foam, and Velcro (if I would have had to buy it...which would have been smarter). An Epiphanie bag (I still love them and wouldn't turn one down if it was given to me) is over $160 + shipping. Mine doesn't look quite as professional, but I am really enjoying it.

Renovations Part Deux

2012-01-23T09:47:00.000-08:00

This is how we started our week...paint cans, measuring tape, stir sticks, masking tape, and little white splatter dots on everything.

Monday was a holiday, but since there was no snow at Beaver, we stayed around and worked on the house, ran to the laundromat (yuck!) and bought more paint. I painted the ceiling in the laundry room and removed the cheap, ugly light fixture I had disliked for 15 years. Why did it take me so long to do that? Bless you, leaky fridge!

Tuesday we added the light fixture and the floor guy arrived and started ripping out the damaged wood.

John came and carefully removed the hand rail, balusters, and top wood sections....replacing them with these handsome 2x4s. Can you believe the railing still hasn't sold on ksl.com? I guess I could promise to dust it before they came to get it. Next stop, D.I..

I grabbed my can of paint in between the workers and put a couple of coats on the stairwell walls.

While we're at it, why not replace the old, yellowed can lights, huh? Even found them right here in Cache Valley. Is it just my imagination, or is it just getting messier each day?

Mr. Floor Guy did quick work removing the old wood (Wednesday) and then smacking the new wood into place (Thursday).

Friday I spent the day listening to the beautiful sound of the electric sander and our hard working Mr. Floor Guy making my floor look new again. Woo hoo!

The next few days will be spent camping out in the basement. We have a little kitchen set up, our food in a cooler out the back door, and are looking forward to sharing a bathroom again. Not really. ;)

Inspired by...(week 3)

2012-01-20T13:45:00.000-08:00

We are in the middle of a huge, exciting mess at our house. Part of it because of the leaky fridge (you already know that), but the other part is because of my son, Matt. Last summer he was at the house and I made the comment that we needed something bigger for the kids and grand kids when they all come home on occasional weekends. I talked about adding to the back of the house which is doable with the lot size, but not doable because of our budget size. Matt looked around and told us we should just take down the wall to add "visible space" and openness. Honestly, neither of us had even considered that idea...and suddenly it make such great sense!

Mike and I talked about it for over 6 months...and now, here we are! I can hardly wait to see it all come together in the next couple of weeks. All it took was a great idea from Matt, some insurance money, and a little perseverance. Thanks for the inspiration, Matt!

It started with a leaky fridge....

2012-01-15T15:47:00.000-08:00

Here we go! We started our renovation project on Monday and it is quickly snowballing. First I cleaned out my pantry and painted it a nice bright white. Our house was all painted in a dreary pinky-white and after 15 years we have changed almost every wall, but never touched the ceiling or closets. Well, the time has come!

As I was painting, our friend and builder whom we shall call John, because that IS his name, showed up with tools in hand and began...

This is our living room. Behind it lies a staircase and dining room. I liked this wall because when the kids were younger they would bring friends in here and not realize we could hear everything they said thanks to the ceiling opening. Oh, the things we learned! Now we need more room when the kids come home and we will actually be able to see and talk to each other easily while in three different rooms. We added the hard wood floor 3 years ago and said goodbye to greenish-teal carpeting (which I have not missed for one single day!).

This is the other side of the wall. The wall is going, the turned balusters are out soon.

John McMorris, tear down this wall! I was surprised how quickly John was able to first saw through the dry wall, then take out the framing. Within just 3 hours, the wall was down. (Monday)

While we were at it, I have always disliked this fan and its placement at the side of the dining room...not over a table or anything. So, as long as the mess was in the making, why not move the outlet and add something new. Anyone want a white ceiling fan?

Hey, why not fix the replace the deadbolt and doorknob at the same time?

If we're going to move the fan, replace a light fixture, let's get Alan to also move the track lighting....and replace those fixtures, too?

Since Lowe's was the start of this project (thank you, Lowes insurance), they were wonderful to come out and move our appliances. BUT, as long as we are at it, why not replace this 16 year old range and let Lowes bring us a new one when they move the appliances back in. So the range went onto KSL.com and sold in a day. I was glad the dry wallers were here...the pick-up guy was a little scary and I felt I needed body guards. I wonder if they'll charge me for that service?

(Tuesday) The wall is down and much cleaner than I expected...until the drywallers appeared. They did a fabulous job, but talk about dust and white speckles everywhere. Also, they told me I would first have to prime everything they had patched, AND I would need to repaint the whole vaulted ceiling. Hadn't planned on that...but I got 'er done.

(Thursday) I had two 3/4" holes on the dill-pickle wall that I wanted patched and was quite surprised to find rather HUGE patches...but the holes are gone! Also, Tim the floor guy, dropped off stacks of hardwood to cure until next week.

(Friday) By 2:00 on Friday, everything was dry and I started to put down layers of primer and paint for 8 solid hours. Mike went to an overnight scout campout. Smart Mike. Oh, but the fresh white ceiling looks so amazing and clean! (No, that single bulb is not the new light fixture. It's on its way from Pottery Barn).

Saturday* The kitchen lights are dangling until we get replacements, the tape is off the walls, the patch on the walls is now a lovely dill-pickle again, and the appliances are sitting on masonite in the living room. Two coats of paint are on the ceiling, most of the "linen" colored walls are double coated, drips have been wiped up, and the stair rail goes on ksl.com Monday. There's no turning back now!

Woo hoo! Today is Sunday, and it is so wonderful to rest from our labors. Tomorrow we begin again.

Inspired by... (Week 2)

2012-01-13T11:39:00.000-08:00

For the last couple of years I have been trying to determine my decorating "style". I have quite an eclectic collection of things from the places we have lived, such as a Philippine rattan/white cushioned 4-piece sectional, an 1800's Scandinavian kitchen dresser that you can still see the original green paint in the corners, an antique German sled, a red leather couch (RC Willey, circa 2006), a lodge-pole pine canopy bed and dresser, and a dining room set made of sheesham (really variegated)

wood from India. VERY eclectic.

So, this week I have had to make some pretty big decisions that involve my style, or the lack thereof. Because of a leaky fridge in September, things have snowballed into a partial reconstruction project. A wall down, poorly place ceiling fan out, new fixture ordered, new stair railing, replacing wood flooring, yadayadayada. The list seems to keep growing everyday. I have to make decisions that will affect us for many years to come. Eeeek!

I grew up in a home that my mother wanted desperately to be sleek and modern. She abhorred the color green (the popular color during her disastrous first marriage). When my dad started making enough money that she could buy new furniture we ended up with an bright tangerine orange corduroy couch, a hanging light fixture that looked like clear silly string had been shot at it over and over, and a huge reclining-s shaped (it fit 2 people and was very comfortable) chair that she chose to have covered in a frosted blue fur. Fur, like the fur on a plush animal you'd find on a child's bed. White-tipped blue. It matted like crazy, so each Saturday we got to take turns brushing out the matted fur balls from the chair. You hoped no one would sit on it after your turn because it was such a pain. In her home now, she still has clean simple lines, lots of denim colors, and Ikea is one of her favorite destinations. I want to love the modern look but shy away if it looks too similar to what I grew up with.

So, upon thinking about what I love, what makes me happy, I think I am kind of a *Contemporary Clean Scandinavian Farmhouse type of gal. I love the European influence (we lived over there for a lot of years), and want to carry that look into my home. I love the warm feeling and coziness of a farmhouse, but don't want the clutter or cuteness, so I hope to add the same the homeyness and comfort. Now there really isn't a style called *that, but I am hereby claiming it as mine. As long as I don't have to use blue. I like green. Figures.

SO...my inspiration this week is this darling girl:

Not the sweet little one, the beautiful Michelle on the left.

Michelle has been my daughter-in-law for the past almost-7 years. She grew up in a gorgeous home that looks quite French country with a lot of Italian influence. Heavy beams and wood, gorgeous paintings and furniture, an big open Italian fountain and pizza oven out of the "plaza". A house that makes you long for a day in Tuscany, eating olives, picking sunflowers, and lazing away the day planning a 7-course pasta dinner and eating it s l o w l y.

Michelle is a graphic artist, and her own home now is very simple, very clean and white. She calls herself a minimalist and sticks to very basic black, white, gray and brown...then adds pops of color. When I walk in her home I feel re-energized and unburdened by clutter. I have decided to try to take my style a little more in that direction of clean and uncluttered. It just feels so good. I like lots of color, so that is staying, but I want to exude the same feeling, if possible.

Here is her kitchen. She and her mother applied the cement to the back wall and it looks wonderful in her home. Since she is an "arteest" she added the little pressed-in ring design to add depth and interest. She got a sweet little Christmas cactus as a gift and you should see how the colors pop in this setting!

This is the only stairway to their upper floor, and when she was redesigning, she decided to keep the spiral staircase, added baby-proof slats and painted it silver. It is such a strong focal point as it sits near a smooth black leather sectional, frosted glass console, and Ikea basket-filled storage cube. She plans to pop one wall with a coat of green in the next few weeks. The whole design works because it makes you feel...calm.

Last weekend Nick, Michelle and Zuri came up before we started our redesign and Michelle sat down with me (even though her back hurt, she had a cold, and didn't feel the best because she is 3 months pregnant (hip hooray!)) and took the time to help me make some big decisions. She helped me figure out how great a white stair railing would look against our wood flooring (I was just going to simplify the design and keep it oak-colored), how ordering a really original chandelier would make a huge difference in my kitchen (just wait until you see it!), that it was OK to embrace the slightly farmhouse style even though it isn't hers, and hinted that maybe taking down my hanging quilts, plate racks, and "stuff" would give a cleaner look. She looked at catalogs, websites, and picture files with me. She looked at things with a designer's artistic eye and either guided me in a slightly different path or nudged me forward into taking a leap I really wanted to do.

Michelle has made me stop and think as I make each decision during this slightly overwhelming process. She has given me gentle direction and has helped me to come up with my own style. Contemporary Clean Scandinavian Farmhouse. Who knew?
Michelle, you have inspired me...yet again!

New Year, New Plan

2012-01-10T16:09:00.000-08:00

I never quite get to making my New Year resolutions until a few days after. I like to take the time to decompress from the holidays and think things through for the next year. Last year I had almost 26 goals...and had just a little better than 50% success rate. That's OK, one cannot finish 7 quilts, clean EVERY drawer, or keep up with the budget every year.

I was quite proud of the one goal that I made and accomplished though: No disposable water bottles. I got used to carrying my own bottles and found it was not big deal...except for two times. The Ogden Half marathon (at least their were other options in the recovery area) and the Provo Halloween Half which offered NOTHING else, so I sucked out the juice from about 3 oranges and drank a half gallon of water when we got back home. Anyway, it was an easy change and one I plan to continue.

There were many more important goals, personal, spiritual, physical, but that is one I dared to share.

Last year I decided to set a theme for my year: Focus. I did OK. I made it through my Picture of the Day, got a lot of cleaning done, and when I reminded myself, I did focus on one job at a time. (I tend to get distracted quite easily) Every once in awhile I would glance at my goals page in my planner (yes, paper is still my choice) and would be reminded of my Focus goal and get re-energized. I like the idea of a yearly life "theme" so I decided to choose a new word and a new plan for 2012.

This year I have decided my theme is: Inspired by...

I know we all have times when a thought, a picture, a quote, an idea, a design, or even a color will spark an "ah ha" moment (thanks, Oprah). I decided that I want to blog once a week on something that inspires me. I have several ideas and I hope you will feel free to make suggestions, send ideas, or even send me to other blogs or sites that make you inspired. Maybe a good book, a flavor, a design, a person. I am really looking forward to this challenge. Feel free to join me.

So, to start out my new endeavor, here is my inspiration for week one. A quote from Mark Twain. I love it! It makes me want to be even kinder, more thoughtful, and willing to go the extra mile.

"Let us live so that when we die, even the undertaker will be sorry."

My Favorites of 2011

2012-01-03T17:38:00.000-08:00

I loved this whole adventure of taking a photo for 365 days. I learned so much...how to use my camera better, because of lots of blurry, dark, or crooked pictures, but I also felt I took a few really great shots. I figured out how to use my lenses, my camera settings, and even a new external flash. I enjoyed chronicling my life each and every day. I had to get really creative when trying to find a subject to photograph each day. Seriously, who else would photograph the bottom of a scraped-out Nutella jar?

On January 1, 2012, I was quite relieved to not HAVE to pick up my camera unless I wanted to. My purple polka-dot camera strap is dirty, my 2011 blog is full, and it was a really great photo year, but I'm off to a new adventure (to be announced soon) and looking forward to learning new things.

I decided to go back through my 365 pictures from 2011 and pick one from each month that was my favorite.

January

February

March

April

May

June

July

August

September

October

November

December

A Picture a Day* December 26-31

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December 26* A breath of spring at Cactus & Tropicals. I just want winter first. Let it snow!

December 27* Icy river in Smithfield Canyon.

December 28* We went on a drive to the other side of the valley just for fun. This is a view of the Wellsville mountains behind some Paradise hills.

December 29* I am such a chocolate addict. Happy birthday, Matt!

December 30* Went out to check on the bees and found a big hole pecked out by a woodpecker. Poor hive-full froze to death. We found this piece of honeycomb with a queen cell (empty) attached.

December 31* We spent the holiday in Midway with the kids. We took snowshoes...didn't need them.
The End

A Picture a Day* December 19-25

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December 19* One of the treasures we brought home from Germany many years ago.

December 20* I actually found a few hours to sew the camera purse I have been planning since last summer.

December 21* See the tall guy in the center? That's Mike. See the little guys all around him. Middle schoolers. It was the faculty/student basketball game and Mike even caught air! (He was quite delighted with this photo.)

December 22* A family tradition: How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Feet up, fire blazing. Lovely.

Dec 23* Note the slightly crazed look, the crooked smile, and the puffy jaw? One bite of a date (with a pit) and I ended up at the dentist (who had just started a 2 week vacation) for 12 numbing injections (and it was only the 11th day of Christmas!), and a tooth rebuild. Why not?

Christmas Eve* We started the day out with a very cold but enjoyable run.

Christmas Day 2011* One of my very favorite photos of the year. Note the t-shirt. Woo hoo! What a great present.

A Morning at the Museum

2011-12-21T15:09:00.000-08:00

Last Saturday we got to take this darling girl to the new Utah Natural History Museum.

We started on the fifth floor and slowly worked our way down. One of the first places we visited was the Lab...full of puzzles and puppets,

things to compare and contrast,

insects to categorize, and even scat to identify. Kaya was a little hesitant about that.

There were guest old-timers who talked about the Great Salt Lake and showed us brine shrimp. Even "Bob" was as interested as the kids.

We finally made it down to the third floor for one of our favorite displays...the dinosaurs. Kaya was smaller than many of their skeletal heads!

No, this picture is not sideways. It is a glass floor over a dinosaur quarry "dig". At first she was nervous to cross onto the glass, but realizing it was safe she plopped right down for a closer look.

At the end of the dino display there was an area for you to draw your own dinosaur...or write your name.

On the second floor there were a couple of work rooms where the museum people were carefully drilling with tiny tools around fossilized dino bones in hard rock. Even Kaya got a turn with the drill and chipped away for a minute.

We spent a good three hours and didn't cover everything, missed the rocks and minerals (darn!) and another work room, but made it to the kids play room with a small running stream and water toys, dress ups, small caves to hide in, and benches for tired adults.

We loved the Natural History Museum and plan to go again soon. I still want to see the rocks and mineral display. It is the perfect place to go for kids and adults...especially on a wintry or rainy day. We highly recommend this beautiful meuseum.

No matter where I go, it seems I am always running into skunks!

Are you one of the inn crowd?

2011-12-18T17:29:00.000-08:00

Last Tuesday night Mike went caroling with the Young Men/Women from our ward. Everyone came bundled up in coats, hats, scarves and gloves and were helped onto a hay wagon complete with bales of hay to sit on. The kids were excited, the weather was perfect, and off they went to visit the neighborhoods.

At the first house a father of one of the kids came to the door and when he was invited to listen, he was pretty short with the group and said he had a paper due the next day and didn't have time to listen, then turned and went inside adding a little slam to the door.

Mike was shocked. He couldn't believe the guy didn't have two minutes to spare...especially since his son was part of the carolers. He almost got off the wagon and went to have a quick word with the father. Almost. That's not really Mike. BUT, he was mad.

The next home was a young mother with 3 kids and she also didn't have time. The little kids were in the tub and the older one needed help with her homework.

The next house...no one was home.

Next...a quick excuse and a slammed door.

Finally they arrived at the home of the Young Men's president and as they began to sing the garage door opened and as everyone looked inside, they could see Mary, Joseph and the baby Jesus lying in a manger. Everyone was invited in to the "stable" for the Christmas story and then the comparison was made between the other "inns" they had stopped at and the owner's just didn't have the time or desire to accomodate them, and the simple "stable" they were welcomed into.

"Are you one of the Inn crowd or one of the Stable few?"

A Picture a Day* December 12-18

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December 12* How can you not like fruitcake with all these delicious mix-ins?

December 13* I subbed for the spin teacher a couple of times this week. This was my Tuesday evening class stretching out after a good (I hope) workout.

December 14* Our final City Council gathering before the new members join us. We had dinner and white elephants. I was delighted when the Stake President's wife received our special gift.

December 15* I have a soft spot for bees, so when I saw these on a quilt I had to capture them for future copying.

December 16* These delightful Salted Nut Caramel cookies were my contribution to the cookie exchange this year. Delicious!

December 17* We got to take Kaya to the new Natural History Museum in SLC. Awesome!

December 18* We have had very little snow, but the fog and frost have kept the trees coated in a shimmery blanket of white.

So true...

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I saw this on a friend's blog and it made me smile. So true!

You must go...

2011-12-12T10:05:00.000-08:00

Right now my house smells so delicious, as my grandma's recipe for fruitcake is in the oven baking to golden perfection. We LOVE this cake here at our house...and so do my parents and sister. It reminds me so much of my funny, lovable Grandma Maughan whenever I make it. It just isn't Christmas without it. Anyway...

When we lived overseas for all those years, but especially in England and Germany, we had so much fun filling the kids (who am I kidding...ours also!) stockings with local treasures and goodies. From fun pens and pencils, to Cadbury anything, to Bassett's Licorice Allsorts, to Terry's chocolate oranges (you couldn't even get these here in the U.S. until the last few years)...to Swatch watches, and even tiny PlayMobile sets. There was always the required package of carefully picked thank you notes. I think most of our family agrees...the stocking is the best part of the unwrapping on Christmas morning!

On Saturday we were given a tip to go to a store called Pirate O's for unique treasures. We drove out to 11901 South 700 East in Draper, Utah to discover an older building that had been refurbished to look and feel like an old European shoppe, complete with wood floors, a cold cheese room, and shelves of European foodstuffs, all crammed into several small rooms. The best part: the candy and sweets displays and selection. We picked up Malteesers, Cadbury Eclairs, small German chocolate Santa's, After Eight mints, and other delights...and those were just for us. Now we need to go back and get the kids something this weekend! We were so excited that we only thought of ourselves. Sorry kids. They even had delightful taste-testers of creamy cheeses, spicy jellies, and Jaffa Cakes. Oh, delightful Jaffa cakes.

This next time I might even pick up a fairly expensive (and small) box of Alpen, a wedge of some delicious cheese, and maybe even a box of Amaretti cookies.

If you get the chance, and live anywhere near, you MUST go pick up some stocking stuffers at this delightful store. You will not regret it...although your budget might. Hey, it's Christmas!

A Picture a Day* December 5-11

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December 5*Our little house was donated for a charity raffle. I think this was our best one ever.

December 6* Lunch and gifts at Elements. I love this picture of my friend, Jill.

December 7* Such beautiful colors to spend a winter sewing with.

December 8* Kaya left a snow angel from her visit last weekend. It has been so cold that it lasted for days.

December 9* Time for cookie and candy exchanges. This year I am taking licorice caramels and salted honey caramels. Yum!

December 10* Soup, gifts...and then the exchange of deliciousness. Oh my!

December 11* From last week's trip to Provo. The lights at Riverwoods.

Santa Night #6

2011-12-08T13:31:00.000-08:00

This was our 6th year for our Let's Help Santa Night...and it was even better than ever, despite the 7 degree night. We lit three bonfires, strung lights on the fence and deck, invited Santa and all was ready.

As usual, Santa was the main event for the little kids.

Or maybe it was our massive (?) sleigh riding hill and plastic saucer sleds?

Maybe it was the treats (frozen cookies, frozen toffee, frozen Rice Krispie squares, boiling hot chocolate)?

Maybe for the adults it was the ambiance and chance to see friends and neighbors.

Whatever it was...the true Christmas spirit came out and people donated a lot of money to help out a dear neighbor who has been in a coma for 3 weeks after a 4-wheeler accident.

I also delivered 11 bags of groceries to the Food Pantry that had been dropped off along with the money.

We live in such a wonderful community where, when times get tough, there are people who will share what they have to help someone less fortunate than themselves. Or even more fortunate than themselves. They just love to help.

We are so blessed.

Gingerbread Night

2011-12-07T12:30:00.000-08:00

For over 30 years (I can't believe it!) we have been making gingerbread houses with our dear friends, the Barths. Each year we trade off and alternate homes, menus, but never the decorating or English Christmas crackers. We all love it.

Everyone brings candy (too much), several batches of royal icing are prepared, and then the fun begins.

Usually we have to eat several types of candy to get our creative juices flowing. Mine is usually the chocolate covered orange or raspberry sticks.

This year both of our granddaughters got involved. Kaya surprised us when she just took the helm and ended up decorating the house by herself. For 2 hours!

Zuri, on the other hand, mostly did the taste testing of various ingredients, ensuring quality and yumminess.

This year we had some very creative homes...such as this Trailer Trash beauty.

Some had enough candy to use for food storage for the cold winter ahead.

I would love to live in a couple of them...kind of like the Up! house in Salt Lake City. Full size with the same floor plan, colors and furniture.

I think ours looked a little like a quilt pattern...guess it was.

I think the sugar got to them. One too many Hot Tamales?

Bill & Megan...she's an architect and her "structures" are always awesome.

Nick & Michelle. Zuri wasn't quite through with her taste-testing job.

Mike & Marci
They usually work on a house together because Marci gets bored. (?) But this year I made her a smaller version and she was able to keep her attention span under control.

Kaya & Matt
Matt looks like he participated...but this is Kaya's beautiful handwork. Now that's a proud papa.

You finally made it!

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Are you sure you wanted to?
Love these people!

A Picture a Day* November 28-December 4

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November 28* Time to put up the Christmas decorations and wish for snow.

November 28* My very favorite Nativity. Hand knit in New Zealand.

November 29* The start of some delicious lasagne.

November 30* A really bad picture of the Primary Nativity at our ward party. This is one thing I really missed while I was gone.

December 2* The Shops at Riverwoods in Provo had a wonderful display of gingerbread houses. I loved this one for its uniqueness. Surf's up!

December 3* There has been a lot of hype about JouJou, a candy and toy shoppe at the Grand America in SLC. I wasn't that impressed, but this candy display DID catch my eye.

December 4* Kaya made decorated her very own gingerbread house this year...and loved every minute of it!

A Picture a Day* November 21-27

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November 21* I am always on the lookout for gingerbread house ideas. Pretzel deer and tootsie roll log pile made this one even cuter. You can't see the pretzel deer...sorry.

November 22* Yes, I am getting desperate for photos. These darling sisters are worth the drive to Preston. They double up when it comes to drying my "sponge" hair.

November 23* The start of a delicious Butterscotch Pecan Pie.

November 24* Thanksgiving Day at Nick & Michelle's. Yum!

November 25* We found the perfect little tree after hiking up a small hill in our snowshoes. Such a fun afternoon.

November 26* I love this photo of the ballerinas waiting their turn to go on during the Snow scene of the Nutcracker.

November 27* My secret ingredient for making French Onion Soup with 6 cups of sliced onions? Swim goggles. Mike made me use this picture...

This Saturday...

2011-11-22T16:11:00.000-08:00

I will admit it, I love shopping the wee hours of Black Friday morning, but this year I am boycotting it. I am mad, sad, outraged that some stores will be open either on Thanksgiving or at midnight...which still causes people to be away from their families on a FAMILY holiday, all in the name of the almighty dollar.

Instead, I love the idea of Shop Small Saturday, a national movement to shop at at least one of your favorite LOCAL stores on Saturday. They said nothing about Black Friday, just asked everyone to buy at least one thing by a locally owned shop, store, or boutique.

Here in Cache Valley we still have quite a few wonderful family-owned stores that Mike and I try to shop first, before we finally resort to the big-box. There is nothing I hate more than Walmart at Christmastime. Sorry, Wally. Here are some of my favorites and why:

Al's Sporting Goods: If you tallied up my receipts you'd know I do most of my shopping here. Everything from running, ski, and sports gear, to SmartWool socks, great shoes, and Jiggy Sticks. Google Jiggy Sticks. Wonderful product with a wonderful cause.

Smithfield Implement: If they don't have it, you don't need it. You feel like you've walked into another era...and even the cute old ladies that help know where every single item is. Amazing!

The Sportsman: Sorry SLC, for a small family-run store, this store has the best clothes, shoes, and outdoor wear. I often get asked where I got my clothes and those SLC-ers are shocked when I say "Logan". I am always greeted by my first name.

Anderson Seed: I always buy my bulk seeds here. They weigh each variety and you can get 1/16th of an oz. up to several pounds. Love this place...especially in the spring. Great holiday decorations and gorgeous trees.

Bluebird and Alvey's Candies: Chocolate. Locally made. Try the dark lemon cream. Oh my!

Adorn It: A new-ish shop that used to be Carolee's Creations near Hyde Park. Boutique style with darling clothes, great jewelry, scrapbook supplies and quilting fabrics.

Craft fairs, winter & farmer's markets, boutiques: I love to shop these for handmade soaps, wheel thrown honey jars, crocheted snowflakes, handmade toys, and of course locally made cheeses and breads.

My Girlfriend's Quilt Shop and Bernina: Quilt fabrics, lovely people.

These are just a few of our favorite local shops. These are our friends, our neighbors, our community. Please support them on Shop Small Saturday. Or Friday. Or anytime.

A Picture a Day* November 13-20

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November 13*I have used pumpkins in my holiday decor almost everywhere. I love them on top of these mercury-glass candle sticks.

November 14* Ice cold pumpkin.

November 15* One of my favorite spaces...my craft room.

November 16* With the holidays right around the corner I cleaned all the cupboards and drawers in my kitchen. I even labeled a few. I have a tiny kitchen...so it didn't take long.

November 17* More candlestick pumpkins.

November 18* Look who came for a visit...Zuri, Michelle and Nick. Notice how Zuri's hand placement is that of a true pianist.

November 19* Smithfield Turkey Trot. 24 degrees F. Over 300 participants. We runners are a hardy, dedicated bunch!

November 20* It already looks and feels like winter. I may have to take down these pumpkins even before Thanksgiving.

No Kidding! Smithfield is the BEST!

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I am as proud as a mother hen about this news:

Bloomberg ranks Smithfield as best place to raise your kids in Utah

Dave SouthYesterday, 8:30 p.m.Local News

Smithfield, Utah was voted the Best Place to Raise Kids in Utah by Bloomberg Businessweek. Their 6th annual report of best places said that Smithfield had “good schools, plentiful parks, and many fun events throughout the year.”
Mayor Darrell Simmons said he first heard about the “Best of” ranking on the 5 o’clock news. “It had a lot to do with education, parks, activities,” said Simmons. “It had a lot to do with everybody working together. It was a nice recognition.”
Read the whole story at Virginia Town is Best Place in the U.S. to Raise Kids or cut to the chase at Best Place to Raise Kids in Utah: Smithfield.

Do you think it has anything to do with the city council? I am over the Parks...in my own special way. tee hee.

Tour de Cache Valley on 11-11-11

2011-11-13T17:22:00.000-08:00

My brother David and his family flew in from New Jersey to get reacquainted with aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents after 9 years away. I got to have them all of Friday...11-11-11. First we started out at The Bluebird Cafe in Logan where the boys drank big ice-cold glasses of Ironport...and then couldn't eat the lunch they ordered. By the way...they ARE smiling in the picture. They told me they were. Note the 11-11-11.

My brother is way into model building and has been replicating various train routes, stations and buildings for years. He's done a ton of research on the Cache Valley area and knew just where he wanted to go. So, we spent the day driving to old run-down buildings, ghost towns, and anything that had to do with railroads of the past. He was like a kid in a candy store and I almost had to stop him from jumping out of my moving car when a little town called Cache Junction came into view. It was so much fun to see his enthusiasm and excitement. It actually turned out to be a fun day.

Next stop was in the Principal's office. They like this principal more than their own. I think. Once again they are flashing the 11-11-11 sign.

Then out to Cache Junction to walk on the rails, pick up old railroad spikes, and have a family picture...where the boys "smiled".

At least they smiled (or grimaced) on this shot!

I loved this shot of Shelley and Peter as they walked along the tracks...possibly trying to find shelter in an abandoned rail car. Poor things.

They seemed so much happier when I asked them to goof off. I really don't think I am cut out to be a family photographer.

We looped around the west side of CV and headed over to Idaho for a look at the "haunted" old sugar beet factory. The boys were so good to pose with the 11-11-11 fingers.

Then, for a true flavor of Cache Valley, I took them out to Richmond for a Casper's milkshake. They almost smiled.

The last stop on the tour was the old Sego Milk plant in Richmond. The building is pretty dilapidated, but the architecture and structure was really interesting. The boys weren't impressed...but David was thrilled.

After a quick stop at Pepperidge Farm, we headed home for a little trampoline time and dinner. What a great time I had getting to know my far-away family again, seeing views of Cache Valley that I haven't stopped to appreciate, and learning that my brother loves Pistachio Almond ice cream as much as I do. I love my family.

A Picture a Day* November 7-12

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November 7* Japanese Maple

November 8* I hope you voted!

November 9* The very last (thank goodness) of preserving the garden. Applesauce. Whew.

November 10* I love the decor at Secret Haven. I can only imagine having this festive of a bedroom.

November 11* On our Tour de Cache Valley we visited the "ruins" of the old sugar beet factory.

November 12* This year we grew several colors of carrots....and I am running out of ideas for photos.

A Picture a Day* October 31-November 6

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October 31* Happy Halloween! Notice the pumpkin pi?

November 1* The last of the autumn harvest...

November 2* Nick & Michelle's ultra-modern kitchen. Michelle hand-applied the cement wall treatment.

November 5* Our friend John giving Mike a root canal. Don't look too close...this is the yucky part!

November 5* A sharp winter blast scared our poor little pilgrim windsock onto the roof. This is one of the reasons we hold Bonfire Night in the middle of October instead of Nov. 5th, the traditional British celebration date.

November 6* Lots of visitors this snowy Sunday morning.

Run Piggies, Run!

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We decided to add a half-marathon to our running schedule and thought the Provo Halloween Half looked like so much fun. We donned our Big Bad Wolf and three not-so-little pig running attire (Mike, me, Heather (Michelle's darling sister), and Michelle) and started out into the pitch black, 30 degree F morning. The race definitely had it's good points...and not so good. The first n-s-g was having to wait in a mall parking lot at 6 a.m. in a line (remember it was 30 degrees or below) for an hour and a half for the buses to come take us to the top. Luckily, I packed emergency blankets and hand warmers, and we took turns sitting in the car while waiting. We still shivered, huddled into a small ball of silver blankets, and stamped our feet to keep the circulation going. It was stinkin' cold!

When we finally got on the bus, the driver turned OFF the heat. Huh? The girls tried to doze. I just tried to stay warm.

Finally at the top and into a huge tent with about 3000 other runners. About 50% were in costume and it was so much fun to see everyone from Big Bird to Mr. T. We got quite a few looks, giggles and comments about our...um...costumes.

Yes, the wait was long...but we found ways to entertain ourselves.

Finally we were able to leave the jam-packed tent and get out on the course. It took at least 2 miles to get warm again, but the scenery was beautiful, the day was lovely, the course REALLY downhill and the costumes watching made the miles fly by.
For about 2 miles we ran along side the traffic coming up Provo canyon and the traffic was creeping by because of road construction so people were honking, waving and yelling encouragement. Mike said a car full of people started yelling "Go Pigman! Go Pigman!". Just the boost he needed.

And then it was done. All that work and sweat and oinking...and it was over. They tried to feed us bottled water (I have sworn off bottles this year), oranges and potato chips...yes, potato chips. That is the weirdest recovery food we have ever been offered. But, we ate it. We are pigs after all.

I really should have worn lipstick. sigh

A Picture a Day* October 24-30

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October 24* These butterflies came in small clouds and landed on the last of the autumn flowers.

October 25* Our quilt guild got together and put together 5 full quilts made from donated blocks and fabrics, all in 5 hours. The quilts are being donated to 5 different charities who will then auction them off.

October 26* I had the opportunity to speak to a group of Achievement Day girls about being on the city council. The mayor called me to pinch-hit because he was going to be late. Later, Mike heard one of the girls had told her dad that I was in charge of everything...even the mayor! I like that girl.

October 26*I love the varying colors of the leaves as they fall on the lawn in broad swaths.

October 21* This creepy looking praying mantis seemed right at home on the Halloween cobwebs.

October 29* Mike, Michelle & I after running the Halloween Half Marathon in Provo.

October 30* Crab apples on a gorgeous autumn afternoon.

Hiking in Yellowstone

2011-10-26T15:05:00.000-07:00

Mike and I have never really hiked Yellowstone Park other than the wooden walkways and well-worn trails around lakes and geysers. This year we decided to pick a hike and head out onto a less beaten path. We drove down to an area called Fishing Bridge and found the whole park was pretty much deserted.
We parked at the trail head and within our first 20 feet of trail we heard a bird whistle and turned to see a man and two women pointing and mouthing "grizzlies". We have learned that you talk loudly and make noise to let the bears know you are there, but bless their little hearts, they were trying to let us get a glimpse before they were scared off. As you can see from the picture above, basically we saw the hump of the mother grizzly in the tall grass. This is even with my new telephoto lens.

After a minute or two we saw this guy loping along quite close to the grizzlies. Coyotes will follow the bears to eat the tidbits the bears leave behind while digging for voles in the grasslands. They are faster than the bears and they coexist quite nicely. Oh, the things you learn...

We avoided the main trail as the bears were right on it, and went clear around until we met up with the trail that started heading into the forested area. Thank goodness Mike had been practicing his bear fighting skills.

We hit the grasslands again and wandered along a ridge that gave us some great views of a herd of bison. This guy actually decided to wander right toward us and onto the trail (I think there was a conspiracy to thwart our adventure) and finally we gave up and turned back.

We traveled the same path as this wolf had several hours before.

We learned several years ago that you can tell from the trees if a bear has been nearby as they will scratch off the bark to get to the insects just underneath. This area has been really popular!

We were almost back to our car when we met this man...a professional wildlife photographer. He already knew where the grizzlies were headed and was going to photograph them, so we asked if we could join him...and had a wonderful adventure.

We hiked up into a small forested area where we could view the bears in an open meadow. We made sure to keep an eye on the baby so that he never got between us and the mother. We kept our bear spray drawn, had a mini-lesson on yelling and screaming "Bad Bear!" if they came at us, and were told under no circumstance were we to run (we knew that), and were to stick together as a unit.

Then, for an hour and a half, we stood quietly and watched them hunt, dig, pounce, chew, wander, leap, attack, and on occasion...check us out to see where we were.

These bears are well known in this area and have even been named and numbered. The little one is a boy. They are called "road" bears as they stick close to the road and are often sited by drivers. It is a safe place for them to be as male bears won't go near the road. The photographer told us the adult males will kill a male cub and then mate with the mother if give the opportunity. If humans are around they won't even attempt to come close. He told us we were a little bit of a security system for the little family...as long as we kept our distance.

I was able to snap this photo when the photographer let me put my camera body onto his 100-600' lens for a few minutes. Awesome

At one point, Momma Bear wandered fairly close and we quietly backed up (quickly), aimed our bear spray, and let her know we were still there. She just kind of looked up, dug into the ground for voles, and then moved back into the center of the meadow. I'll admit, we got a little uncomfortable at that point.

Mike was at the camera when a branch behind us was cracked and both bears looked up at the same time. It's a little fuzzy, but such a cool shot.

It was amazing to see the power these bears used as the dug swiftly into the ground. The baby bear had learned well and was doing his own hunting right behind his mother.

Baby Bear

Shooting "safely" from the tree line.

Finally, we had to leave as we had a long drive ahead of us. We wandered back out into the long grass (watching carefully for foraging bears this time) and grinned at the adventure we had just experienced. Lucky us!

Driving through the park was like being in a ghost town. All buildings were closed, windows boarded, not a sign of tourist life anywhere.

I couldn't resist this photo op...naughty, law breaking elk!

It was getting dark when we saw this huge moose ambling toward the road, his white antler rack drawing our attention. I was so excited that I couldn't get the right settings and was just lucky to get a somewhat decent picture at all.

What a fabulous day!

Thank goodness for Bear Spray!

Pumpkin Party

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We spent last weekend in Wyoming, near Jackson Hole. Saturday morning we were lucky enough to be able to attend the annual PTA fundraiser....a Pumpkin Party!

They sold all kinds of sweets, treats, spiced cider and gigantic cinnamon rolls...which we indulged in.

Parents and children strolled all around the park picking the perfect pumpkin.

Prices were pretty high, but this IS Jackson Hole and this IS a fundraiser. Glad we grow our own.

The air was crisp, the sun was shining. It was a glorious day for a pumpkin party!

Bonfire Night 2011

2011-10-24T09:45:00.000-07:00

We held our traditional English Bonfire Night dishonoring Guy Fawkes a week ago. The real date is Nov. 5th, but we always end up with rain, cold and snow if we wait that long...so we shoot for the middle of October. This year the weather was perfect.

We gathered friends from our years in England, neighbors and a few family members to help us celebrate. We always start off with a dinner of jacket potatoes, hot chili with toppings, salads, and a party favorite...apples with caramel sauce.

About 3 years ago we added a new dimension: a pie contest. Everyone brings a pie, prizes are awarded, and each year the competition gets a little more fierce.

This year we had a Crack Pie (winner #1), a Caramel Apple Cheesecake Pie (#2), a Huckleberry Cheese Pie (#3), a banana cream...

...a chocolate swirl pie, Great Grandmother's Pumpkin pie, Eggnog Pumpkin Pie, Pumpkin Gingersnap pie, Peaches and Cream pie, and a Chocolate Chip Toffee Cookie Dough Pie. Every single pie was delicious!

BUT...we noticed participants were trying to bribe the judges, drop hints of whose pie was whose, and basically...cheat.

These were this year's judges...Ronda and John. They rose to the challenge with forks in hand and taste buds at the ready. In the end, Ronda stood firm on her choice and John decided to join her...she wasn't about to budge.

As soon as the judging was done, prizes awarded, and pies put out, the hungry mobs descended and there was hardly a piece of crust or smudge of filling left.

For the grand finale, we had everyone haul out their Guys (for more info, Google Guy Fawkes), lit the bonfire, and began the judging.

This Guy was made by my brother, Mike and his son, Cody. Fab.U.Lous! Note the sign which reads "Kate Middleton is a total FAWKES". Yup, they took first.

My daughter in law Michelle made this little Guy in the form of a mouse which has plagued their storage-unit while they were redoing their home. Burn little mouse, burn!!!

Mike (the husband) used a sunflower head on his very skinny version...

Our neighbor, Caleb built a great Guy who started to lose his stuffing when he realized his impending fate.

About the prizes: I always buy nice prizes for the pie contest...usually a piece of Polish Pottery or something kitchen-like. But the Guy contest requires a trip to Deseret Industries where I scan the isles for the worst, most obnoxious prizes I can find. I found this wonderful (horrible) ceramic....um....hedgehog-warthog-packrat-thing for $3 and as I was standing in line to pay for it, the little girl behind me said "Ewwww...Mommy, what is that?" and pointed at my treasure. I explained that it was a gag gift and the cashier breathed a sigh of relief as she was really questioning my judgement. I still think the DI should have PAID ME to get it off of the shelf.Mike (the brother) was a gracious winner, but I am sure we will see it pop up at other family parties dressed up as a gift that just keeps on giving.

By the way, Mike (the brother) did save part of his dummy...which he has fondly named Karen Carpenter. Naughty Mike.

"REMEMBER, REMEMBER, THE FIFTH OF NOVEMBER..."

A Picture a Day* October 17-23

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October 17*Galeux de Essiens pumpkin

October 18* The apples the deer haven't gotten yet!

October 19*Smithfield Canyon in the late afternoon sun. I loved the trees on the mountain behind...almost look like they are on fire.

October 20* If you've ever been to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, you'll recognize this. Antler arch in the town square.

October 22* A hike up Curtis Canyon above Jackson Hole took us to this beautiful lake...where we sampled wild huckleberries.

October 21* This picture deserves it's own post. Grizzly near Fishing Bridge in Yellowstone National Park.

October 23* We grew about 8 different varieties of pumpkins this year and have given most of them away.

Mission Accomplished!

2011-10-19T08:27:00.000-07:00

Monday night Mike and I decided the time was right and headed over to Little Mountain. We. Did. IT!!! It was heart-pounding, leg-shaking, breath-taking...and amazing!

Woo Hoo! Check that one off the bucket list.

Bucket List

2011-10-17T12:00:00.000-07:00

Ever since I got my road bike 3 summers ago, I have thought about riding Little Mountain. I have ridden DOWN it several times, usually with white knuckles trying gently to press the brakes so I don't go too fast. I have friends who have hit the mid-40 mph. Not me. At about 30 I hardly have the gumption to even look down at my bike computer. I am such a safety geek! Plus I like my body in one piece.

This year I set a goal to ride UP Little Mountain. I have yet to do it. Marathon training got in the way of long bike rides. Long runs got in the way of hard biking. Now I am making it "public". I WILL ride up Little Mountain before the snow sticks to the ground. Hopefully, this week.

I know, it's all in my head. It just doesn't look that bad. I'll let you know how it goes.

A Picture a Day*October 10-16

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Oct 10*Don't you just love that handlebar moustache? Awesome man behind the facial decoration.

October 11*After a day of rain...

October 12*I get to live in this beautiful mountain valley!

Oct 13*This girl just wanted a pat-pat on her nose.

October 14*On a bike ride I happened to notice this bucket on an empty road. It reads "Ken Munk's Chair. Do Not Take." I can just imagine an elderly gentleman sitting happily on this bucket watching the wildlife in the small lake below. I'll bet it's his "happy place".

October 15*The last day of our local farmer's market. I don't love the taste of chard, but isn't it beautiful?

October 16*Breakfast at "Bob and Mimi's" means Mike's crepes. Yum! Zuri aged 17 mo.

Who's counting?

2011-10-12T06:54:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was one of those feel good mornings for running. It was about 50 degrees so we were back in shorts and long sleeved t's, the rain had let up, the smell of fallen leaves was in the mist. Because we leave rather early (OK, stinkin' early) we wore our headlamps and started up the canyon. Mike headed back down at the 5-mile turn around and I ran the rest of the way with just my thoughts and a my headlamp. On the way back down I decided to do a few "pick-ups" and increased my speed.

Suddenly, I caught a flicker of movement out of the corner of my eye. I swallowed a scream with only a tiny "eep" escaping (yes, I have learned that lesson), stopped dead in my tracks, and shown my light across the small road. There he was...my constant arch nemesis. Black, white, stripe down the middle. He was ready for me...tail raised. I stood for a minute and watched him watch me with his eyes glowing green in the beam. I decided to take a step forward and that tail went even further up and he was aiming. That's when I quit any movement, including breathing. Finally he slipped off into the bushes and I continued my run (even faster now!) back down the canyon. The only problem was I jumped at every little mound on the side of the road, reflection in puddles of rain water, or white colored object caught in the little trickle of light.

I am not sure how many near-escapes I have had this year, but I am thinking around 9 or 10. Next year I think I might put a skunk counter on my blog...it seems to be my lot in life.

A Picture a Day*October 3-9

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October 3*Onions fresh from the garden.

October 4*Autumn leaves against the gray sky.

October 5*Apples just waiting for the first frost. Or a deer.

October 6* October in Utah can bring surprises...like an early autumn dusting of snow in the mountains and flowers still blooming in the garden below.

October 7*Rain, rain go away.

October 8*The Gardener's Market will only be open one more week, so we stocked up on our favorite handmade soaps in mint, lemongrass & honey almond oatmeal.

October 9*Speaking of oatmeal, we always have a fabulous pear crisp for dessert this time of year. Oh, yum!

A Change in the Air

2011-10-09T17:16:00.000-07:00

Anyone that knows me knows how much I love serving in my Young Single Adult ward/stake callings. I have put EVERYTHING into my "job", have never felt it a burden or problem, have loved every single busy minute.

Today I was released.

I have known for a week and a half and have shed more tears, felt more sadness and loss, and have actually felt like I am grieving. I know. Buck up! I will...in a few days. Right now I might just need to cry one more time, give and get an extra hug, and enjoy a few memory flashbacks. This has been an AWESOME 3 1/2 years. How blessed I have been to be able to work and serve with these wonderful young people.

So, as I was thinking about the good things, I had to laugh about some of the truly goofy things I am going to miss. Bear with me. Actually, some aren't so goofy. (I just reread my list), but have made my life so happy.

Mud Volley Ball

Linger Longers where I felt it was legal to eat No Bake cookies before the meal...and after.

Wranglers, bolo ties, silk scarves worn as ties, and rodeo belt buckles...considered proper church attire in my current ward.

Cowboy boots and waxed moustaches. Awesome.

Secrets of love lives, crushes, and forthcoming engagements...whispered in my ear.

High, high heels on daring girls (I am such a Chaco/Dansko girl because of running).

Firesides aimed at young adults, but saying exactly what I needed to hear.

100% dedication. These kids are willing to give everything...and they do.

Weddings, receptions, luncheons. Ok, so it has drained the wallet often, but there is nothing like watching these wonderful young people meet, fall in love, and then seal the deal for eternity. Nothing. And to be asked to celebrate with them as a guest is just so touching.

Telling my stories and experiences to young, "virgin" ears who have never heard them before...and they don't say "Mom, you told me that already".

Not seeing denim jumpers at church. Thank you. Lord, grant me patience....

Quiet meetings. I hope to have a couple of weeks of adjustment time to sit quietly in the back of a home ward meeting to get used to the noise of families and bored little ones.

Checking for engagement rings week after week.

Being called "Mother Monson".

Black light volleyball, Critter Cookouts, Bear Lake and Snake River adventures, game nights, floating the Oneida (we will still do that!), stake ski nights at Beaver.

Encouraging PDA (public display of affection)

Encouraging flirting

Sitting in meetings and mentally pairing awesome couples from the audience.

Handing out gold stars to giggly ladies if they could behave themselves...and joining in the laughter. Oh how I love laughing with them!

Text messages. I learned how to use text messaging just to keep up with these kids. Now I can't live without it. Or them.

Square dances, sleep overs, swim nights, dating panels.

Pizza (if you eat it with them then you don't have to feel guilty).

Talking running.

Making cookies and treats...often. With a perfect excuse.

Watching young scared kids straight from high school blossom into strong, amazing YSA in a matter of months.

Working with some of the most amazing, dedicated adults I have ever met...even from Idaho! :)

I have been so blessed.

Kris

Monson Marathon Mania

2011-10-06T14:24:00.000-07:00

Here we go again! As usual, we caught the last bus up to the top to start the 26.2 miles back down. We are always all smiles (and jitters) at the beginning. We had a warmish start, and a hot finish. Thank goodness for awesome volunteers who kept us going mile after mile! This year we were joined by darling daughter-in-law, Michelle. Ryan Dunkley and my Boston Marathon-qualifying friend, Cheryl, made us laugh the whole bus ride up.

First in was Mike. He is an awesome runner and did it in 4:00. He still had plenty of energy to ham it up for Marci (our photographer, driver, and cheerleader). Then Michelle came in at 4:08...but Marci missed her because she was taking pictures of friends, my city manager, etc. (She swears it was because Michelle was wearing black...like thousands of others.)

Lastly, I strode in at 4:34...which was my 3rd best out of 18 marathons. I had hoped to PR, but was pretty happy with my time (until next year. Yes, next year I WILL PR). I was so happy to be done!

Is it youth? Is it fitness level? Is it just Michelle? How in the heck can she do this after running a marathon???? How???

After all these years we have become good friends with Ivan (the Great, not the Terrible) who sneaks us in the back way and gives us wonderful massages...all for a jar of Lavender Hill Honey. Look at Mikey's face!

I think Michelle happily slipped into an exercise-induced coma for awhile.

Marci took a shot of this sign...we loved it!

St. George is a fabulous marathon filled with energetic, wonderful volunteers and townspeople. How lucky we are to be able to come down here, year after year, and run this awesome race. Thanks Marci...you did a great job as our favorite "athletic supporter". (There has got to be a better name that that.)

This quote was in the local paper the next day and made me smile in agreement. "I'm an addicted runner. I love the way it makes you feel. The first 18 miles are always great, and the last (eight) are horrible." -Marcie Jacobsen, Silver Shoe Winner (I feel she is my SOLE sister)

Critter Cookout

2011-10-05T14:37:00.000-07:00

Mike and I got to attend our first ever Critter Cookout with the YSA ward last week. We had heard about this event for quite awhile and looked forward (?) to seeing what "critters" were being cooked and served.

If this was any indication of the menu it was time to turn around and run!

The plan was for everyone to bring something they had hunted, fished, or trapped, and serve it in an edible form. The first year the bishop brought Tammy (a counselor's wife) cow tongue, liver, and other parts to cook up. She said her house smelled awful, but at the end of the night everything had been eaten. Dis.Gust.Ing!

This year was a little more...shall we say...normal-ish. Thank goodness! There was venison (deer) served carne asada style, mahi-mahi and haddock, deer dropping cake, and wild boar (OK, so I caught the package of pork at Sam's) prepared Kahlua style in my slow cooking sun oven. I think there might have been some elk also. Pretty mild compared to what could have shown up.

This is such a great ward and they really know how to have fun...mixed with a little adventure. How I love these kids.

A Picture a Day* September 26-October 2

2011-10-03T09:29:00.000-07:00

September 26* This is what greeted us when we attended the Critter Cookout. Don't even ask.

September 27* My neighbor and I have had an overabundance of veggies...so we set up our own farm stand. Carrots, beets, melons, tomatoes, peppers, squash...come and get it!

September 28* This signals the end of summer for me.

September 29* One of my favorite potted succulents.

September 30* I love the red rock of St. George.

October 1* Woo Hoo! We made it through the St. George Marathon one more time.

October 2* Puppy love. Zuri and Halley. I love the look on that dog's face.

A Picture a Day*September 19-25

2011-09-25T19:05:00.000-07:00

September 19*I have always wanted to have a late summer garden party...and with the help of my little quilting group and their husbands, I did! Mike and I drug out every extra chair, odd tables, and mismatched dinnerware...and had the perfect evening.

September 20*Pear season is so short! I love these juicy fruits fresh, dried, or in a pear crisp.

September 21*I believe in angels. I have no idea how I got home from my last ride without noticing this!

September 22*Not one of ours. This huge bumblebee was happily bouncing from zinnia to zinnia.

September 23*I am so grateful for my Camp Chef outdoor cooker that allows spills, blurps, and messy eruptions during canning season. Spaghetti sauce.

September 24*The brave animal control officer preparing to remove our latest black and white striped intruder. I was very impressed how gentle he was (actually both the officer and the skunk).

September 25* Dill.

What comes in 3's?

2011-09-25T12:43:00.000-07:00

Triplets.

Triple decker hamburger patties.

Triple Play.

Trouble.

Fridays. I love them. I clean the house and then revel in the scent of Mrs. Meyer's Lemon Verbena Natural Cleaner, do a batch of laundry with all the cleaning cloths from the week, and start enjoying the beginning of the weekend.

This week was different. After cleaning, I decided to make a batch of mozzarella for pizza. I poured the milk in the pan, stuck in the thermometer and realized it read 61 degrees...without even turning on the heat. My 15 year old Maytag fridge, no repairs, no problems, heaved one last ice cube and died. Dead. So out came the coolers, and in went the food. I called Mike to let him know that we would be adding yet another new appliance to our budget...and when I didn't get an answer I decided a little bike ride would be a good idea to deal with the PM/NAS. Pre-marathon-new-appliances (3!!!)-syndrome.

Finally, the big guy called. I stopped my bike (I am not very coordinated), pulled the phone out of a leather case I carry it in ONLY when biking...and dropped said-phone on the road. It shattered. I tried not to cry, I started to laugh maniacly, and then I rode my bike very carefully the rest of the way home...because I know what comes in threes.

New refrigerator purchased, phone insurance figured out, I headed home to make the aforementioned pizza. I ran out to the garden, picked a few tomatoes and some fresh basil. A few minutes later I decided we needed a cantaloupe and a watermelon to finish off the meal, so out I ran...and I had a little deja vu. Right next to me. Black. White. Striped. It's little beady eyes watching me. Calmly. Thank goodness. Thank goodness for telephoto lenses, too.

Trouble comes in threes. Right here in Smithfield City.

A Picture a Day* September 12-18

2011-09-21T07:19:00.000-07:00

September 12* Fuschias in the evening sun.

September 13* I ride past this beautiful old barn on my bike at least twice a week. I am fascinated by it's graceful aging.

September 15* Our city council attended a conference in SLC for 3 days. This was a typical occurence during the lunch time speaker.

September 16* An artichoke that has begun to flower.

Sept. 17*We wait all year for Honey Spinning Day. It is so much fun to watch all that hard work (from the bees) form into a thick golden stream of sticky sweetness. Thank you little darlin's!

September 18* After all these years with a faithful top-load washer...it was time for a change. I am just fascinated by this front-loader. It even plays little songs when it's done. What will they think of next?

Fairy Festival

2011-09-14T20:02:00.000-07:00

Once upon a Friday night we (Marci and I) got to take Kaya to the annual Fairy Festival in the Millcreek area of Salt Lake City. It is a fund raiser in honor of my friend's granddaughter who passed away from brain cancer at 5 days old. We weren't quite sure what to expect, but it turned out to be what dreams are made of for little fairies, princesses, and a few pirates.

First, we walked into the courtyard where a little group of dancing face cards entertained us, followed by dancing pixies (adorable dance groups from a local school).

Then we were off to the fishing pond where a mermaid told stories and led the children in little fish songs. Each child got to collect fish and then trade them in for a "remembrance"...a frog ring.

Next was the craft table where each child could create a beautiful Tootsie-Roll sucker flower.

There were even trees where candy bracelets, rainbow lollipops, and sugar sticks hung on brightly colored ribbons.

One of Kaya's absolute favorites was this pirate ship. She loved climbing to the top and looking over all the people in her elegant finery. (She's off to the left).

She was even able to watch a brave swashbuckler having a sword fight with an evil pirate.

She was having so much fun that she had a hard time hearing us call for her to come down...in fact, the Captain finally had to order her down by name. She was pretty surprised when he shouted "Kaya! By order of the captain, you must come down!" It was much more effective than our pleas.

At the fairy fair you could buy wands, treats, glow sticks, fairy dust and wings.

Then off to the buried treasure chest full of sand...and treasures like looking glasses, doubloons, and pirate yo-yos. We almost needed a pirate captain to help us get her out of here, too!

There were teenage pirates right down to itsy-bitsy swashbucklers.

Next was a chance to "fly" over the water with the help of a swing.

Then off to the Secret Garden where tiny little fairy homes sat nestled among bushes, fairies hid in branches and among flowers, and little girls imagination soared as they hoped to catch a glimpse of a REAL fairy.

In the Secret Garden there was a little pergola with a beautiful fairy seated inside who told a wondrous story about a bear, fairy dust and her violin. She then pulled out the violin and played a little so the children could hear the tune she played to lull the bear to sleep. Then she lined up the little fairy-girls and sprinkled their heads with fairy dust.

It was a magical, wonderful night for everyone...but especially for Kaya, who still hopes to see a real fairy, dreams of castles in the air, and brings sweet delight to our hearts.

A Picture a Day*September 5-11

2011-09-13T08:09:00.000-07:00

September 5*This has to be my favorite photo of my in-laws during a really precious moment.

September 6*Early morning in the back garden.

September 7*Sunflowers in the evening sun.

September 8*The grasshoppers have nibbled my leaves to lace, but I thought this was an interesting view of the clouds through the greenery.

September 9*Just about ready to eat...

September 10*Leather and lace. My adorable granddaughter, Kaya.

September 11*Caprese salad. Heirloom tomatoes (Zebra, Kellog's Breakfast and Early Girl), green and purple basil, and homemade mozzerella (it's easy!). Add a little EVOO, sea salt and freshly ground pepper...one of our summer favorites!

A Picture a Day August 29-September 4

2011-09-04T17:45:00.000-07:00

August 29* The humming birds are feeding heavily and getting ready for the long flight to warmer winter places.

August 30* Just me and my shadow biking the west fields of Cache Valley.

August 31* Tablescape at Jill's house for our monthly quilt group lunch. She went way above and beyond!

September 1* I found this WOLVERINE for the grand-girlies collection...and to help Mike and I with our animal identification skills.

September 2* Time to put away the summer beach-themed items. I am having a really hard time pulling out the autumn things yet.

September 3*Harvesting honey. The queen bee must have been a little confused as she started laying eggs and creating brood in the middle of the honey.

September 4* Tiny little newborn, Seth. Oh, so sweet!

Only one cantaloupe...

2011-09-02T19:45:00.000-07:00

Yesterday morning I wandered out into the mid-morning sunshine to pick a couple of fresh, fragrant cantaloupes for a dear friend. I strolled past the artichokes that are shooting out beautiful, thorny globes from their thistley leaves, around the cucumber plants that are trailing into the paths, past the corn and the live animal trap it hides just barely inside one of the rows, and over a couple of feet to inspect the cantaloupes. Such a gorgeous morning!

I leaned over the cantaloupes and began to pick one,and it was then that I happened to glance back into the corn (about 2-3 feet) and was suddenly struck with fear. Deep fear. The kind that makes you catch your breath, bug out your eyes, and say under your breath "Oh. My. Heck!" (yes, that Utah exclamation word.) I caught a glimpse of black. And white. In the trap. In stripes down the back. Quietly, quickly, I side-stepped through the cantaloupes and stood on tippy toes to do a double check. No doubt about it, my arch enemy was dozing happily in the trap. Thank goodness for naptime.

So what is a girl to do who is on a schedule, needs to get a cantaloupe and notices the skunk is now awake and looking at her? She quietly picks the furthest ripe cantaloupe, moves slowly away...and calls animal control! Farewell Mr. Skunk.

Then she delivers only one cantaloupe.

Again...why me?

A Picture a Day* August 22-28

2011-08-29T10:33:00.000-07:00

August 22*Mmmm...corn season!

August 23*A quick check on the bees to see how the little hummers are doing.

August 24*Note the dragonfly on the top of the rooster's head. This guy guards our garden...kind of.

August 25* Zinnia

August 26*A close-up of a garden "beast".

August 27*Next stop, St. George marathon. Eeeek!

August 28*In my pretty garden...

Going-to-the-Sun Road*Final Day

2011-08-23T13:57:00.000-07:00

We never look forward to a 12 hour drive home, but this one was really sad. We could easily have stayed several more days. I swear you can see my nail marks on the road where I was trying to hold on to keep us from leaving!

Here's a closer view of Bear Grass. Isn't it amazing?

We added about 2 hours by driving over the Going-to-the-Sun Road through Glacier. It had only opened the day before because Logan Pass (at the top) was still under massive amounts of snow. I'm so glad we got to drive it...so different from last year.

Remember, this is the 14th of JULY, not February! Mike and I were ready for the trip home, not a hike in the snow. The Chaco's were very out of place!

Many back-country skiers were headed up for a day of skiing where last year we had hiked.

After almost 34 years of marriage, this man still knows how to melt my heart. Such a romantic!

See the ridge running along the middle of the picture? That was one of our favorite hikes last year, Hi-Line. This year it was closed and I'm not sure they will be able to open it before the new snow flies.

This is the trailhead for Hi-Line. Hmmmm....

Final glimpses of one of favorite places. Goodbye, Glacier. We'll be back!

Day 9*
Hours traveling*14
Pounds of "gift" huckleberry fudge purchased: 3
Pounds of fudge we ate: 1/2
Favorite Cafe just outside of Glacier: Huckleberry Inn
Memories*Enough for about a year
Cost: It was a lot more expensive this year as Canada was not cheap, the park passes and camping were almost 50% higher, postcard stamps were $1.14, food was VERY expensive, as was gas. Still worth it. You should go.
Favorite Park: Still Glacier! Waterton Lakes comes in a close second.

A Picture a Day August 14-21

2011-08-22T14:54:00.000-07:00

August 14* Footprints of the masked bandit that ate Charlie & Jesus (the goldfish) and 14 ears of corn...all in one night.

August 15*This week we are babysitting Jenga, the wonder dog, for Nick & Michelle. I think I'm in love.

August 16*Artichokes at sunrise.

August 17*Close up of a cabbage leaf.

August 18*So far we have caught two cats and one humiliated dog in the raccoon trap. No raccoons.

August 19* Tiny lemon meringues.

August 20*So much beauty in the garden.

August 21* Blue-eyed Zuri. Love this baby!

Glacier* Day 2, Vacation Day 8

2011-08-19T15:02:00.000-07:00

Day 8*Glacier National Park, July 13 Our final vacation day of this wonderful trip. We got up bright and early and prepared for our last hike. First I had to take a picture of this bear grass (why do they call it grass?...or bear for that matter?) which I was quite obsessed with. It is a glorious bundle of tiny white flowers that grew all over this campground and along the upper trails.

We headed up the recommended trail for Cracker Lake/Siyeh Glacier and had gone about 2 miles when a lone, woman hiker came toward us. She was pretty animated as she told us of her grizzly encounter a couple of miles ahead and that she had actually given up the hike and came back down.
She said she was making noise and came around a corner and there was a grizzly...just watching for her. She took a step back and it took a step forward, so she took a couple of steps back, and it again kept approaching. She finally pulled out her bear spray and even though she was too far away, the bear backed up a little, but then started to come at her. The only thing she could think to do was raise her hands and look as ferocious as possible...and the bear just turned around and walked away. She was scared to death! She handed us her half-full can of bear spray and wished us luck. We were a little on edge. Then a group came by on horses and said they had just seen a black bear...so we were being just as noisy as possible, and Mike practiced how to use the bear spray, and we continued up the trail.

This poor mountain goat must have been a delicious dinner for some bear not too long ago.

We learned to watch for this...and knew about how close a bear was depending on the "freshness" (if you want to call it that) of the scat. There was a LOT of scat on this hike. Marci says this picture is disgusting...I think of it as informative. Really, how often do you get to see bear scat?

Yes, more snow fields.

This picture is dedicated to Lisa C who loves these Glacier Lilies as much as I do.

We finally came up over a hillside and caught this view. Oh My Gloriousness!

Our wild animal story from Cracker Lake. We had been told about a moose, a friendly mountain goat, and a wolverine up in this area. Not too worried about the first two, but the last one had us a little wary. SO, I had stopped to use the outhouse (it was a backpacker camping area), and when I came out Mike was gesturing and mouthing "Wolverine!!!!" and I could hear something rustling in the undergrowth not too far away. I carefully made my way back to Mike all the while watching for the wolverine. It kept moving in the brush and then came out and started to follow us. We moved pretty quickly.

Then it went over the snow and began to rub itself from head to toe in the coolness. It was pretty warm and the poor animal is used to year-round cold. I was glad to have my telephoto lens so I didn't have to get too close.

We continued our hike down the hillside and I stopped to take some pictures of Mike near the lake...and when I turned to look back, that wolverine was right behind me. I don't think I have moved so fast for quite awhile. It kept following us for some time. Finally we crossed over a snow field and down to the lake, leaving it up on the trail. About that time I asked Mike if he really thought it was a wolverine, that it didn't look mean, and that I thought wolverines had long snouts, not short ones. He told me it was a wolverine because it had stripes down the side of it face. I still questioned.

A few minutes later some other hikers joined us for our "bottom boarding" down to the lake and were commenting on the wildlife. "Wasn't that huge MARMOT amazing" they asked. I turned to Mike and said something like "You mean you had me running away from a marmot???? A yellow-bellied marmot?" I knew there was something unferocious about that wolverine. It WASN'T!!! Mike looked at me sheepishly and said "Well, I guess I'm not that great with my animal identification skills." We laughed about it for hours. Running away from a marmot. A yellow-bellied one at that.

At the top of the campground they have this huge pole that stands about 20 feet. It's for hikers to hang their food sacks and backpacks on so the bears don't get it. Sounds like an adventure could be had if we waited long enough.

The color of the lake was almost unbelievable and I'm sure this picture does not do it justice.

A rather lovely place to have lunch...

Bottom-boarding down to the lake. We were getting pretty good at this by now.

We spotted this mountain goat that we had been told about. He had come to greet the newest arrivals to Cracker Lake.

I love how he curiously looked over at the unsuspecting hikers down on the ledge.
I had just taken my shoes and socks off and stuck my feet in the water (surprise!) when I caught something brown moving toward me out of the corner of my eye. Once again, I moved fast and got those shoes back on...just as I realized it was this big bull moose (look carefully), not a bear.

White mountain goat rolling in the cold, white snow.

They are so sure-footed. I thought for sure it was going to slip into the lake.

This cloudy stream is what was running off of the glacier. It has particles in it that create the color of the lake which is a Cerulean blue (I learned that color name in watercolor class). Absolutely gorgeous.

While watching the moose, marmot-wolverine, and mountain goat...we almost missed this small herd of goats crossing over a high mountain trail. I am constantly amazed at how these animals adapt to the cold, harsh conditions they are in.

This guy did it right. He hauled a hammock up to the top, took a nap with the aid of a tree and the bear pole, and then folded everything up and went back down.

Mr. Mountain Goat even got close enough to let me get his close-up.

Mike got up his nerve and approached the "wolverine" one last time. And we both chuckled again.

It was so hard to head back down the trail as we had to leave this "Alpine Garden of Eden" but were also finishing up a most wonderful trip.

Hiked: 13.2 miles, Cracker Lake, Siyeh Glacier
Wildlife spotted: NO bears, 6 mountain goats, 1 moose, 1 semi-vicious marmot
Biggest laugh: realizing our wolverine was a marmot (darn!)
Best tent: Sierra Design 3 man back-packer, it withstood two nights of downpours and one horrendous windstorm

Dinner: The last of everything

Goodbye Waterton, Hello Glacier! Day 7

2011-08-17T15:24:00.000-07:00

It was so hard to say goodbye to Waterton Lakes. What a wonderful experience we had in this part of Canada. As we left, we drove up to the top part of Cameron Campground and took pictures of the tipis (that's how they spell it) that you can rent for $50 a night (that's Canadian $, folks, so add about $4 more to the total). We were so tempted on the night that it rained to stay in one of these! Then we said a fond farewell to the little town and beautiful hotel sitting in the mist of the early morning.

We got stuck in behind a long line of Harley riders at the border crossing so we had lots of time to take pictures of the "divide", talk to other drivers, and find things to snack on. Pretty boring actually. But I am still in awe of the tree line that has been created to separate our countries.

Our CRV sitting directly in two countries at one time.

An hour later we drove into Glacier National Park...and I remembered why I love it so much. We quickly found the very best campsite ever in the Many Glaciers campground, set up camp, and picked a hike. I packed my new, super cool telephoto lens into my backpack, snacks and sunscreen into Mikes, and we were off to Grinell Glacier. You couldn't get to the top because of the snow, and even though we are "experienced" (ha!) hikers, you had to have crampons, ice picks, and ropes to complete the hike. Ummm, we are absolutely NOT that experienced.

Only when we reached the glacier did I realize that my new, super cool lens would only take close-up pictures...and I just couldn't get any of the full scenic view that lay before us. Drat! I hate it when I don't think things through. Guess we'll have to back another time. BUT, here are some of the photos of the lake, trees, and glacier. You'll have to imagine what they all look like put together. Stunning!

We met a great family at the top of Grinell who told us they vacation here 2 weeks every year...and they drive all the way from Michigan. They suggested another hike called Siyeh Glacier/Cracker Lake for the next day. We had such a great time chatting and swapping stories. Once again, we just love fellow hikers.

Of course we were told there were lots of bears up in this area, but we didn't see one. This beautiful place is called St. Mary's hotel on Swift Current Lake. I just about wanted to start yodeling when we rounded the corner of trail and this came into view.

When we got back to The Best Campsite Ever, our neighbor came over and said we had just missed seeing 3 grizzlies up on the ridge about 2 blocks from our campsite. AND we had missed the black bear that walked down the center of the amphitheater the night before during a campfire presentation. So we ate dinner with our chairs facing the ridge and watched and waited, and waited and watched....

...and saw nothing. But that's OK, we loved every minute!

Tuesday, July12*
Hiked: 9 miles, Grinell Glacier
Wildlife seen: 2 snakes, no bears (although everyone else saw them)
# of mosquito bites: too many
Best Campsite Ever: Many Glaciers Campground, #103
Biggest mistake: Wrong lens! Waaaah!
Dinner: By now we were eating anything we still had in the cooler

Waterton* Day 6

2011-08-16T15:24:00.000-07:00

Monday, July 11* Once again we decided to hike "closed" trails...because they were highly recommended AND we were now experienced closed-trail hikers (ahem). So we chose Lower and Upper Rowe Lakes. The trail was once again breathtaking. Oh, the flowers!

Lower Rowe Lake was easy to get to and so beautiful. Only a little snow hiking. How hard could the upper lake be?

It was REALLY hard as we could not find the trail under the snow, we slipped several times on the steep snowfields, and we didn't even know which way to go. So we had to make a decision...die trying or turn around and enjoy the journey down.

Look carefully at the middle of the photo...see that tiny trail line? We thought that was the trail and it just looked too precarious. So we took the easy way down...

...on our bottoms! Lots of fun, cold buns and all. Who needs a sled?

Shorts dry...eventually.

After we got back down to a beautiful clearing, a group of 6 women and another couple came up the trail and we told them why we were turning around. The women had been up the trail before and knew which way to go, but were nervous to do it alone, so we agreed to go if they would lead. The other couple joined in and we quickly made a whole bunch of new friends...again. Hiking is like that.

It took an hour and a half to go 1.2K (about .9 miles) because of the deep snow and slippery drop offs. It was very slow going and everyone had to use their poles constantly. Our shoes and socks were soaked by the time we hit the top. Thank goodness for SmartWool socks.

At the top, we looked down into Lower Rowe Lake and stopped to eat lunch at the top of a tall waterfall.

The hike down seemed quite a bit easier...possibly because most of us used our sled-free method of transportation which I shall now call "bottom-boarding". Once we hit the clearing again, we exchanged emails, gave each other hugs and said good-bye, hating to end the experience.

Then we headed back to Cameron Lake to cool our heels. Have you noticed I have my feet in cold water A LOT? After a bout of plantar fasciaitis this past winter, I ice those puppies whenever I have the chance. Give me a tub full of ice water, a local stream, or a glacier lake...my tootsies will be soaking in it whenever possible.

On the way back we stopped near a small forest of aspen and I took a few pictures of this gorgeous flower called Cow Parsnip.

We also got to see (and experience) this awesome thunder storm. Very interesting in a back packer tent.

The first time we passed this bear near the road, Mike yelled "OH MY WORD! BEAR!" and jammed on the breaks. But the bear didn't move, or blink, or...anything.

So Mike got brave after a few days and showed that bear who was boss.

And of course...these are still following me wherever I go. Fuzzy picture. You try getting close to a skunk to get a good picture...this was good enough for me.

Day 6*

Hiked-10.45 miles, Upper and Lower Rowe Lake, Cameron Lake

Wildlife seen- 1 black bear (I was too slow to get the camera)

Rainstorm endured: 1

Milkshakes consumed: 2, because the one we bought at Ye Old Nibbles and Licks was sub-par and so we went back to the original shop and got another Rolo shake...you can do that while on vacation. Even at $6.50 a piece. Calories don't count on vacation.

Campfire Program: Blackfoot Indian Dancing

Dinner: Who needs it after 2 milkshakes.

Charlie & Jesus

2011-08-15T15:44:00.000-07:00

It was a rough day for Lavender Hill today. I got up dark & early and looked onto the deck. I noticed it had wet spots, and upon closer inspection could see muddy paw prints. Then I saw something had wreaked havoc on my little whiskey-barrel pond. The plants were ripped apart, the water line to the fountain had been dislodged, and worst of all...Charlie and Jesus are gone. For three years we have had those two fantail goldfish...and now they are in the bottom of some racoon's stomach. I am not happy. Not at all. Marge, who cares for them all winter, who has taught them to come for food by clapping her hands, will not be happy. Dumb raccoon.

Later, I went out into the garden, and that dratted bandit had been in the corn and stripped off and partially eaten 14 ears of corn. AND we must have had quite a bit of wind last night, because a couple of the rows of corn had to be reinforced back upright. AND the pumpkins have once again become the target of those large rodents, the deer. Why, why, WHY?!

Thanks for listening. Farewell, Charlie & Jesus.

Waterton* Day 5

2011-08-15T15:34:00.000-07:00

Sunday, July 10* We found a great ward to meet with in Waterton and had a delightful couple of hours with the best Sunday School lesson I think I have ever heard. We even met up with our friends from the previous day's hike. After church, we decided to drive up to Cameron Lake...one of the higher points of the park. This lake has been developed into a recreation site for kayaks, canoes, and even swimming...despite the ice and snow sliding off the surrounding mountains and into the water. It was COLD!

Always icing my feet.

Seriously, you'd think this was a warm summer day at the lake. It was a chilly summer day at the glacier!

Mike lasted about 2 minutes in the chilly water...

After a little walk around the side of the lake to view the waterfalls, we must have gotten a little bored as we were thoroughly entertained by posing for and taking goofy pictures.

Just after driving away from the lake, we spotted this big black bear and stopped to enjoy the moment.

Even got a picture of a bear bottom.

Suddenly, this little guy arrived. He playfully jumped onto the mother and nuzzled her. It was so adorable to watch the interaction.

Finally we made our way back to the campsite for dinner. We had banana a'boats for dessert in honor of the Canadians. They all said "aboat" for about, "aye" instead of "huh", but other than that, there wasn't much difference. Except their economy is better. And they have real Cadbury chocolate.

Day 5:

Wildlife seen: 2 bears, black mama, brown baby

Hiked/walked: 1 mile, Cameron Lake

Dinner: Spicy beef with brown rice, pineapple, banana a'boats

New friends in campground: one family who recognized us from church

A Picture a Day August 8-14

2011-08-15T14:49:00.000-07:00

August 8* The beginning of our 51 miler around Bear Lake on a beautiful summer day.

August 9* Grapes on our pergola.

August 10* It's finally home-grown tomato season! Who knew cherry tomatoes came in purple?

August 11* Bless my sun oven. I baked a cake and some banana bread this week without using one drop of expensive energy or heating up my kitchen.

Aug 12*Since this is a photo-journal of my year, this is an important picture. We always drink a glass of Instant Breakfast as our long run recovery drink. I crave it this time of year.

August 13*Nothing like a trip down the Oneida Narrows on a hot summer day...especially with Nick, Michelle and 15 month old Zuri (she loved it!).

August 14*The little nudist (Zuri) was totally enchanted by the neighbor cows and spend a lot of time mooing, watching, and squealing near the fence.

Waterton* Day 4

2011-08-14T19:36:00.000-07:00

Saturday, July 9* We decided to go on a hike that was not officially open because of the snow that was still covering much of the upper trail, but heard it was the #1 rated hike in all of Canada for several years. First we had to buy tickets to cross the lake to the only trail head to Crypt Lake. Since you have to take an expensive ferry, and the trail was not "open", there were very few hikers, but we happened to meet with a group that invited us to join them...who turned out to be a YSA bishopric and families from Calgary. The hike was gorgeous, full of wildflowers, scenic views, and a lot of adventure.

The first of the snow fields. By now we were totally sold on hiking poles.

I didn't realize how very steep the ledge was that we were crossing (mainly because I was chatting with new-found friends), but after I looked back at this pictures, it made me catch my breath!

After that steep shale trail, then you had to climb an iron ladder that lead to...

...a very narrow tunnel carved through the mountain. This was followed by a dangerous dropoff where a steel cable had been anchored to the side to help hikers hold onto to get around a very steep corner.

After an uphill, slippery climb through a snowfield, our group made it to the top! What a gorgeous place to have lunch.

This year I gave Mike a water-purifier for Father's Day and we used it constantly. You can drink water from pratically any source, and a glacier lake was the perfect test.

The COLD water felt great on my feet...for a few minutes. Remember, this is JULY!

Then it was time to go back down to catch the ferry. It was pretty treaturous, and we leaned heavily on our poles. I was doing great, but suddenly someone went down and was sliding quickly toward me...and then I recognized the yellow shirt...

..yup. Mike took me out. Thank goodness for the tree that stopped us. Isn't that such a great action shot? Isn't that such a delicate pose?

Finally we hit a little easier hiking (me with orange back pack, Mike in yellow), and got to experience the steel cable again. This time I was ready for it, but also started looking down and stopped talking. It was a little heart-pounding!

Back down the ladder...

and back past the waterfalls, lakes, and flowers that filled us with absolute amazement and a real reverence for God's creations.

And once again, we found ourselves trail-running to catch the ferry. This time I managed to stay upright the whole way.

Back in Waterton we wandered through town, buying the most delicious milkshake ever,

people watching, and...catching up on phone calls (mostly about school) and emails. I wandered through the cute little shops while Mike communed with technology.

I loved this building...the Royal Canadian Police. So very English.

This is a far away view of the Prince of Wales Hotel that dominates the hill above Waterton. It is the centerpiece of the town and absolutley gorgeous. More pics later.

Saturday:

Miles hiked: 12

Most adventurous hike ever: 1, Crypt Lake

Times using poles: Countless

Times using water purifier: 2

Wildlife observed: Deer, lots and lots of deer

New hiking food favorites: Mojo bars & mini cukes