Autumn in American Fork Canyon

About a month ago, when the autumn leaves were peaking, we took a drive up American Fork Canyon for a Family Home Evening activity. It was beautiful! I love fall, and I think it's mostly the gorgeous leaves that do it for me. Here are a few pictures for your viewing enjoyment. (Ruth, I hope they don't make you too homesick. :-)

Boring?

The other night my husband told me that my blog has gotten boring. Perhaps that is because my life has been anything but boring lately, and I haven't had the time or energy to sit down and write any posts more creative or interesting than short memories from my journal of exciting things that happened to me 20 years ago. Besides, who wants to hear about dishes, grocery shopping, laundry (unless you can write cute poems about it), fixing meals, Primary activities, library board minutes, sacrament meeting presentations, mowing lawns, volunteering in kindergarten, freezing tomatoes and corn and rhubarb, canning grape juice, supervising homework, paying bills, cleaning, giving haircuts, and on and on?

It's not like he's been any less busy. I mean, he hasn't posted anything on his blog since August 16th, so I would argue that technically, his blog (if not his life) has gotten more boring than mine.

Judean Wilderness

From my journal, October 4th, 1989:

"Last stop for the [field] trip was on the way back through the Judean Wilderness towards Jerusalem. We climbed a hill overlooking the Wadi Kelt and hill after hill of natural terraces and goat trails among sparse vegetation. It was another 'great and terrible' wilderness like Sinai. Christ, John the Baptist and others spent much time wandering those hills, receiving spiritual rejuvenation and preparation. We got there just as the shadows were stretching toward the oblivion at sunset. Bro. [Kelly] Ogden talked a little about spending time in the wilderness on our own a bit, and the images of the shepherd and his flock throughout the scriptures. We sang 'Dear to the Heart of the Shepherd' and 'Redeemer of Israel.' I guess we could have sung 'Far, Far Away on Judea's Plains,' but we've learned that they definitely aren't plains, and while we're here they aren't far either."