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Saturday, July 25, 2015

Over The Mountain and Through The Brush to Grandfather's House We Go!

I took some paid time off today.  Dad and I decided it would be fun to walk the Bonneville Shoreline Trail from a trail head near our home to Grandpa Moffat's house.  We left our home shortly before 8:00 AM and drove to Grandpa's leave a car at the finish point...we're not crazy enough to walk over there, say 'Hi' and walk back.  I mean really! 

Here are some photos from our adventure!

The views of the city were truly spectacular!

You know you have all wanted to see the radio tower on top of the hill!

We ran into these two adorable pups!

You gotta love that cute doggie behind!

We met the dogs near where the sky hits this photo.  Then the trail went down and way up again!  We are about 1/2 way up the hill when I took this shot.

This is the marker for the county line.  Dad is in Salt Lake County here while I am still in Davis County.  Don't worry...I caught up with him! :)

More great views of the city!

This is the 'forest' area of the hike.  A lot of scrub oak, not many trees.

Oh Goodie...We are entering Bear Country...But this is the 
path to GPa's so into Bear Country we go!

So far...Only pretty views.  NO BEARS! Yay!


We find the Utah State Reptile!

Trust me...this is an internet image.  We were too busy being scared and
 trying not to wet our pants to take a photo of this guy.

We safely pass this 'friend' and continue on our journey.

Where are these houses in SLC?  We would like to know. :)



Another 4 foot monster...coiled, little rattler up in the air, and staring at me with it's
 little, bitty, snake eyes. (Yes, this is also and internet image...still too scared 
and busy keeping my pants dry to take photos.)

Into the scrub oak we go.  Ever wary that another snake with suddenly appear!

NOPE!  No more snakes!  YAY!!!

At the bottom of the trail, we find this sign...we think one should 
have been near the Bear Country sign as well.  Just sayin'.

Look!  It's the State Capital!

 And Sego Lilies!  The Utah State Flower!

 And the ever skittish, camera shy, QUAIL!!! My Favorite Bird!
 I love how their heads bob as they travel around in families!

We made our destimation!!! Grandpa Moffat's home! 
Of course he showed off his new trains!

Check out the cars GPa bought for the 'parking lot'.

Can you see the passengers?

I took this photo for the photobombing effect. :)

Grandpa, the engineer!

What a great way to spend our morning!

Pioneer Day!

So...Pioneer Day is my favorite holiday. I have always loved it. As a teenager, I was the child who was asked to assist my Dad as he announced the Pioneer Day Parade. The 3rd largest parade in the entire country! I got up REALLY early and went with him to a breakfast where all of the Parade Committee, Parade Route Announcers, Officials, etc. were in attendance. There is a script for the parade and that script was gone over so everyone knew what to expect. Any necessary changes to the script were made and we were sent to our respective booths along the parade route. My Dad was a well known voice in Salt Lake City due to his career in radio. As such, we were given what I would call the "Booth of Honor". Or the prime spot on the parade route to be announcing. It was my job to follow the script and look up the parade route to make sure all the parade participants were approaching in the correct order.  This kept my Dad on the right page of the script ... he didn't want to start talking about a high school band when what was parading by was a float entered by a local ward/stake. It was my job to make sure this didn't happen. I felt some pressure.  I had to pay attention to every detail.  I loved it! So, being back in Utah, I really love the parade and Pioneer Day festivities!

This year was no exception!  Although I end up working part of the day, the parade is conveniently located near Macy's and I still get to see it!

This year Dad and I did the following:

We went to the Bountiful, Utah Handcart Days Chuck Wagon Breakfast!  Yummy!

We checked out the schedule of events for the day in Bountiful.  I was particularly interested in what was sure to be a winner --- Pioneer Dancing with Leapin' Lulu!  Made me smile!

Noted the TeePee and Covered Wagon...way cool!

and then proceeded to the PARADE!!! (Yes! I LOVE the PARADE!!!)

I got awesome shots of Flags, Police on Motorcycles, Floats, Bands, Horses, Bag Pipers!!!, and more!
Unfortunately, my phone kept malfunctioning.
Fortunately, my phone was due for an upgrade, which is what we did next!
Unfortunately, the photos didn't transfer to the new me, they were Good!

Macy's was next on our Pioneer Day docket, so I worked and when Dad returned to pick me up we headed home for some steak on the grill! Yes! The cow I got Dad for Christmas is still feeding our little tummies! YUM!

Over all...a Great Day! But our festivities continued onto Saturday Morning...that post is next!

Thursday, July 23, 2015

In Honor of Pioneer Day...a Message from President it must be good :)


As I think about our pioneer heritage, one of the most moving things that come to mind is the hymn
“Come, Come, Ye Saints” (Hymns, no. 30). Those who made the long journey to the Salt Lake Valley often sang this hymn during their trek.

I am very much aware that all was not well with these Saints. They were plagued by sickness, heat, fatigue, cold, fear, hunger, pain, doubt, and even death. But despite having every reason to shout, “All is not well,” they cultivated an attitude we cannot help but admire today. They looked beyond their troubles to eternal blessings. They were grateful in their circumstances. Despite evidence to the contrary, they sang with all the conviction of their souls, “All is well!”

Our praise for the pioneers is empty if it does not cause inner reflection on our part. I mention a few of their attributes that inspire me as I contemplate their sacrifice and commitment.


The pioneers cared for each other irrespective of social, economic, or political background. Even when it slowed their progress, caused inconvenience, or meant personal sacrifice and toil, they helped each other.

In our goal-driven and partisan world, individual or party objectives can take precedence over taking care of others or strengthening the kingdom of God. In today’s society, reaching certain ideological goals can appear to be a measure of our worth.

Setting and achieving goals can be a wonderful thing. But when success in reaching goals comes at the expense of disregarding, ignoring, or hurting others, the cost of that success may be too precious.
The pioneers looked after those in their company, but they also considered those who came after them, planting crops for the wagon trains that followed.

They knew the strength of family and friends. And because they depended on each other, they became strong. Friends became family.

The pioneers serve as a good reminder of why we must break away from the temptation to isolate ourselves and, instead, reach out to help each other and have compassion and love for one another.


“Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear.”

This phrase became an anthem to the weary travelers. It is difficult to imagine how hard these great souls worked. Walking was one of the easiest things they did. They all had to pull together to provide food, repair wagons, tend animals, minister to the sick and feeble, seek and collect water, and protect themselves from the pressing dangers of the elements and the many hazards of the wilderness.

They woke up each morning with clearly defined purposes and goals that everyone understood: to serve God and their fellowmen and to arrive in the Salt Lake Valley. Every day those purposes and goals were clear to them; they knew what they needed to do and that each day’s progress mattered.

In our time—when so much of what we desire is so easily within our reach—it is tempting to turn aside or give up whenever the road ahead seems a little bumpy or the slope tends to rise steeply before us. In those moments, it might inspire us to reflect on those men, women, and children who did not allow sickness, hardship, pain, and even death to deter them from their chosen path.

The pioneers learned that doing hard things deepened and strengthened body, mind, and spirit; magnified their understanding of their divine nature; and heightened their compassion for others. This habit firmed their souls and became a blessing to them long after their trek across the plains and mountains had ended.


When the pioneers sang, they voiced a third lesson: “But with joy wend your way.”
It is one of the great ironies of our age that we are blessed with so much and yet we can be so unhappy. The wonders of prosperity and technology overwhelm us and shower us with security, entertainment, instant gratification, and convenience. And yet all around us we see so much unhappiness.

The pioneers, who sacrificed so much, went without and hungered for even the most basic of necessities to survive. They understood that happiness doesn’t come as a result of luck or accident. It most certainly doesn’t come from having all of our wishes come true. Happiness doesn’t come from external circumstances. It comes from the inside—regardless of what is happening around us.

The pioneers knew that, and with that spirit they found happiness in every circumstance and in every trial—even in those trials that reached down and troubled the deep waters of their very souls.


We sometimes look back on what the pioneers endured and with relief say, “Thank goodness I didn’t live in that time.” But I wonder if those courageous pioneers, had they been able to see us today, might not have voiced the same concern.

Though times and circumstances have changed, the principles for facing trials and successfully living together as a caring and prospering community under God have not changed.

From the pioneers we can learn to have faith and trust in God. We can learn to have compassion for others. We can learn that work and industry bless us not only temporally but also spiritually. We can learn that happiness is available to us no matter our circumstances.

The best way we can honor and show gratitude to the pioneers is by incorporating into our own lives faithfulness to God’s commandments, compassion and love for our fellowmen, and the industry, optimism, and joy the pioneers demonstrated so well in their own lives.

As we do so, we can reach across the decades of time, take the hands of those noble pioneers in ours, and add our own voices to theirs as we sing with them: “All is well! All is well!"

By President Dieter F. Uchtdorf
Second Counselor in the First Presidency

Thursday, July 16, 2015

When Paigey Comes to Town....

She indulges my love of the mountains and goes hiking with me!!!

We met Mortimer...

He's a moose...And I zoomed with my camera..don't want to get too close to this big guy!

 We hiked to Lake Mary,

and Lake Martha,

and Lake Catherine!

We saw lots and lots of beautiful wild flowers!!!

This little guy kept sneaking up behind Paige as we were eating lunch...

And this one just wanted to hang out with us at Lake Catherine!

Over all it was just a fantastic day!