I have so much good news! But I can't tell it all right now. I should be wrapping soap like crazy for tomorrow's craft show. But I wanted to introduce to you our new flock of chickens. I have no idea what kind of chickens they are but they are beautiful. We have had them for a week and this morning is the first time we've let them out of the chicken run to explore their new home.
Ok, off to wrap some soap. Remember to come by the craft show tomorrow! More good news to come.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Well if you couldn't tell by the lack of blogging for nearly two months, I have been busy busy BUSY! I've been busy making soap and taking care of the kiddos while the Hubby is in school full time, and working/looking for work full time. Because I've got such a crazy life schedule as it is, I typically only do one big craft show a year and it's almost here. This year I will be offering several new types of soaps as well as your old favorites. I will also be offering for the first time, some lip balms.
This craft show is always a big hit every year and supports my children's' school. So, come visit us!
Thursday, September 11, 2014
These pictures below are water color. Some of you have seen them already on facebook. I finished it a few weeks back for my Divine Nature 10 hour project that's part of the Young Women's Personal Progress program. I've always been kind of partial to water color painting but it can be hard sometimes. I'm finding acrylic to be a little more forgiving. Someday I'd like to try oil painting but I think I'll save that for when I can actually take a class on it. I know next to nothing about oil painting. What I do know is that it takes a really long time to dry. That's the extent of my knowledge.
I will have more detail about the upcoming show soon.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
|Sunsets are like Little Moments. If you aren't paying attention, you will miss the beautiful ones.|
These moments come when I’m carrying a basket of laundry, when I’m hugging my littlest child, when I’m folding clothes late at night, when I’m helping my oldest with his homework, when I’m listening to the new young women choir sing together for the very first time. Each moment teaches me something new. My life, right now, is enough. It’s hard, but I’m a good mom. This is exactly what Heavenly Father wants me to do and what I want to do. I am doing good work.
It sometimes is hard for me to reconcile my dreams and aspiration of being a writer with the important role I play as a mother. The world pushes for women to be career oriented even to the point of sacrificing the domestic and family life in order to achieve it. While I know that there is nothing else in the world as important as raising my children, I still fall into the trap and even sometimes despair that I’ll never be able to achieve this dream I have of being a writer. After all, women younger then me have already been at the top of bestseller lists and seen their works hit the big screen. How in the world will I ever be able to compete with them? Then, when I feel as though I should give up on the whole notion of being a writer, something magical happens and words flow out of me that I didn’t even know I had and it’s amazing, wonderful and energizing. When this occurs, another little moment comes. A moment that stills me, enlightens me and assures me that what I have written is good and that I need to keep writing.
Do you know what I’ve figured out about these little moments? They are a testimony to me of just how much Heavenly Father knows me and loves me. He knows I worry all the time about being a good mom and that I’m not doing enough for my kids. He knows that I wonder if I’m fulfilling my church calling to the best of my ability while struggling to keep things operating in my home. He knows that I love to write and create beautiful things. He knows that I doubt myself all the time. He knows me better then I know myself. I am so grateful for these little moments. These little fleeting moments are helping me to learn who I really am. I am a lot better then the world would have me think I am.
Monday, September 1, 2014
I have always loved the fall. October is by far my favorite month and the great thing about September is that it ushers in this wonderful time of year. Just think about it. In just a little while the leaves will begin to fall (though in some places, they already are). The colors will change. The air will take on that Autumn scent. Rain will fall -a lot of it I hope. I will be able to wear long sleeves again and Bryce will consent to my making soup. Oh hurray! I love soups.
The light though . . . that's my favorite. This light is like a warm blanket that envelopes you as you bask in it's orange brightness. Perhaps it is just me but it makes me tingle with excitement. Excitement for cooler days, rain, wind rustling fallen leaves, open windows, honey tea and soup.
Also, excitement for the gospel. Excitement for the hastening of the Lord's work. Excitement for harvesting in the vineyard (and I'm not just talking about grapes). Excitement for Golf Boy's baptism, a soon to be missionary niece, for tithing and for blessings more numerous then I could ever have imagined.
Speaking of love, have I mentioned lately how much Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love you? Well they do. So very much. I know it and I have felt their love for me in my own life. I have felt their love in numerous ways these past few weeks. Peace and a feeling of calmness the moment I step into the temple. Comfort when I'm feeling sad. An offer of chickens and a pasta maker (I know . . . silly, but there's a story behind it). Having enough to take care of our needs. Laughing children and the reassurance that everything is going to be alright.
Now it's time for me to go make some honey tea for my sore throat from my fall time allergies that I'm hoping won't last for much longer. Oh, and maybe get some sleep.
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Here we are on the final day of our hike. The morning started off smoky and cloudy. The wind had picked up and grew strong during the night and brought smoke over from the French Fire. It was a little hard to breath so we didn't do much sleeping in. As soon as it was dawn, we began packing up. By the time we had finished breakfast and packed, the smoke cleared away somewhat, making it easier to breath. We hit the trail early, leaving behind the beauty of the high Sierras to descend back down into reality. We followed the same hike out as we did hiking in. The overcast sky made all the vivid greens pop out. It was absolutely beautiful.
I feel so blessed to have been able to go on this hike with my amazing husband. While I missed my kids a lot, it was really nice to be able to have some "us" time. Some day when the kids are older, they will be coming on these hikes with us and I can't wait to be able to share these experiences with them. Hopefully they will develop a love for these quiet woods like we have.
Happy Anniversary to my wonderful Bryce who has made these past ten years the best in my life. Here's to many more wonderful memories together!
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Wednesday, August 6, 2014
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Here we are at day 3 of our anniversary hike. This was a day that we kind of took it easy -sort of. We decided we wanted to hike to the top of Dogtooth Peak since the last time we were up there (two years ago) we were involved in a search and rescue and didn't really get to enjoy it. The panoramic shot in the above picture is about half way up where you can see several of the Dinkey Lakes (which aren't as easy to see in the picture) as well as a couple of the meadows we had hiked through the day before. If for nothing else, the hike up to Dogtooth peak was good because it really gave us a perspective of just how far we had walked the day before. The map below shows our general rout. In reality we did a lot of exploring and just meandered our way up to the top.
Here's a picture of the actual peak. Do you see that big pile of rocks? Yeah, we climbed all that. I will admit that it was a lot of fun and I felt quite adventurous.
When you get to the top of Dogtooth Peak, there is a little opening with incredible views and large chunks of quarts all over the ground.
Then if you climb a little more, it opens up and you are standing nearly at the top. Bryce got way to close to the edge for my comfort. I was content to just sit on a rock and enjoy the incredible view. Oh and if you are wondering, that is Courtright Reservoir in the background. It's basically a puddle.
The rock formations everywhere on Dogtooth Peak were amazing. I thought they were fascinating so I took lots of pictures.
After we had hiked all over the peak, we climbed back down off the big pile of rocks and had lunch in the little clearing near the top. As we were sitting there, we noticed a rainbow. Then we noticed the rainbow around the sun. The rainbow almost made a perfect circle around the sun. It was one of the most fascinating things I had ever seen. Definitely a first for me.
After exploring all over the place up there, we started to make our way back towards camp. There are so many pictures that I took of fascinating rocks but I suspect there's only a few of you who'd actually be interested in rocks like I am. If you are a rock person, let Bryce and I know. We'll tell you about all the minerals we found up there.
Here's a nice view of Cliff Lake as you are hiking back down to the pass. It really is a beautiful place.
As we meandered our way back to camp I took pictures of trees, and some more trees, oh and some other trees. I like trees and it would probably bore you if I posted all the pictures of trees that I took. I did get creative with some of them though.
When we got back to camp I decided I wanted to walk around the lake some more. Bryce, because he loves me, humored me and we strolled along the shore while I took pictures of . . . you guessed it -trees!
Oh, and some more flowers too . . .
Bryce even got in on the action and took some pictures with his phone.
Yep . . . though I love this one. It makes me smile.
The rest of the afternoon we relaxed. Bryce went for another swim. We played the card game "War." We ate some dinner. Played more cards. Then we just talked. It was nice.
Here's a panoramic shot of Cliff Lake that Bryce took. His phone really was invaluable when it came to the panoramic shots because despite the fanciness of my camera, it just can't do this.
Well hopefully tomorrow I will have day four, our finale day of hiking up.
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Tuesday, August 5, 2014
|Cliff Lake August 1, 2014, morning|
Well we are onto day 2 of our 2014 Cliff Lake anniversary hike. Sleeping did not happen for me the night before. There was a mound of dirt right under my back and no matter where I moved, I could not get comfortable. If for a brief moment I did actually manage to fall asleep, a part of my body would go numb and I would wake up because of it. It was quite possibly one of the longest nights of my life. Anyway, when morning came I couldn't have been happier. We ate a quick oatmeal breakfast, took some pictures of the lake (in horribly bright light), stored everything in the tent then took off for our next great adventure.
This day's adventure was going to be an exciting loop along some trails that Bryce and I had never been on. Well it proved to be an exciting loop that NO ONE had ever been on, or so it seemed.
We started out by trying to find the Bullfrog Lake turn off. I thought it was in one direction, Bryce in another. So at one point we stopped, Bryce dropped his pack and ran back down the trail to see if he could find it. Turns out I was right. :-) This is a shot of Bryce actually running along the rugged terrain. Yes, he enjoyed himself.
Ok, so once we were actually on the right path, headed to Bullfrog Lake, we lost the trail. Now we are pretty experienced hikers. We know what to look for as far as trail markers and such. We back tracked to the last trail marker we passed and looked everywhere for the right path. It was rocky terrain and there was no visible trail or markers that we could see. Anywhere! This is where I began to pray for help to find the trail. Bryce and I both felt prompted to go a certain way and we found a trail marker just a little ways down. Things were good.
We followed the trail markers along the increasingly steep path and then the trail disappeared again. More prayers. This is where we got out our map and compass because despite looking all around, there were no trail markers of any kind. We compared the map to our surroundings, figured out where we were and felt assured that if we followed a particular creek down, we would eventually meet up with Helms Meadow Trail which is where we were wanting to go anyway. We had missed seeing Bullfrog Lake but at least we knew where we were.
So down, down, down we descended into the depths of the forest.
It's a little hard to tell from this photo just how steep this terrain was. It was steep enough that we had to create our own switch backs and I believe we stepped in places no human has stepped in either a hundred years or ever. We saw a few deer and more then one bear track. There were fallen trees that we often had to climb over and my appreciation for nature's ability to take care of itself grew as I observed how large trees decompose back into the earth. It wasn't uncommon for us to see long lines of decomposed trees with new saplings growing up from the middle of them. Truly amazing.
After what seemed like an eternity, the forest began to open up into little meadows and natural springs. Water bubbled up out of the ground and flowed through meadows filled with wildflowers.
This part of the forest felt so alive with the sound of the springs babbling down the hill and the bees buzzing from flower to flower. The sun was warm and inviting.
We eventually made it to the bottom and found a running creek that had brook trout in it. We knew that the Helms Meadow Trail had to be around here somewhere. Using our compass and map, we followed the creek upstream until miracle of miracles . . . we found a trail marker! Then we found another one, and another one. We had found the Helms Meadow Trail. Oh, and a sign that said that Bullfrog lake was 4.25 miles back in the direction we had just come. Humm, that's no where near the 1.9 miles our map had said.
I imagine at one point that the Helms Meadow Trail used to be a highly trafficked place. There was a definite trail warn into the earth and trail markers on the trees along the way. However, we don't think it's used very much anymore. Thick layers of pine needed and leaves cover the path and mushrooms grew in spots along the way that had it been a more frequented area, would not have survived. It very much felt like we were alone out there.
We continued walking and walking and walking. It was absolutely beautiful but by this point we were beginning to run low on water. We went into conservation mode and continued walking. We had to keep going.
This little pond doesn't have a name, but we found it along our way in this little secluded meadow. We got eaten alive by mosquitoes here so we only stayed long enough to take a picture. This was about where the trail turned and started heading back to the Dinkey Lakes.
This is a panoramic shot that Bryce took on his phone of a very large meadow that you walk through as you are headed into the Lakes area. On my "Day 3" post you will see another picture of this meadow but from a different perspective that will truly amaze you. It is just past this point that we ran into the first hikers we'd seen in five hours. That's right, we hiked for five hours without seeing another human soul.
Because we were running low on water, we bypassed First Dinkey Lake and went to the next lake along our path which supposedly is Second Dinkey Lake. It's a little hard to know for sure from the map. We took a quick break then continued onto Rock Lake.
Rock Lake was the last lake on the trail before making the trek up to the pass. From here we climbed up and up, meeting lots of people along the way. Once we were at the top of the pass, we drank the rest of our water, (which wasn't much by this point) and hiked back down to our camp spot at Cliff Lake.
Here is a nice view of Cliff Lake as we hiked down.
We arrived back at our camp at 4:00pm which meant that we had hiked a total of seven hours. We also figured that it was about ten miles of hiking with several elevation changes. We rested for a few minutes, drank lots of water then went swimming. The water was very cold and while it felt refreshing at the time, it put my body into shock after already having been exhausted by the day's trek. Despite being fully dressed in a mummy bag, by body could not get warm and I shivered uncontrollably until I was able to get some warm food in me. We had a feast that night and soon I was warm and enjoying the rest of the evening.
If you missed it, you can find my "Day 1"post here: