Saturday, February 26, 2011

in my world

it is snowing
a feeling of yes
hushed home
predawn possibilities
the promise
of today

and jimmer


  • stretching in my bed
  • joseph phoned
  • dave and kel are expecting a little boy
  • the scriptures speak to me
  • snow snow snow
  • monochromatic world
  • happy children
  • my boys married virtuous women
  • my girls married kind solid men
  • delicious lasagna
  • dancing with julie
  • walking with becky
  • lunch with cindy
  • catching up with cheryl
  • a safe snowy drive to farmington
  • shoulder shaking laughs
  • reuniting at the clark's
  • seth chose to serve
  • tender mercies for sissy
  • revelation
  • the jar


Friday, February 25, 2011

the jar... ? five--oh boy oh boy

What kinds of things do you collect?

Not everything that can be counted counts,
and not everything that counts can be counted.
Albert Einstein

soooo, recently

i adore them
i have collected over a hundred
hand crafted
loved and well used
i have a marvelous plan for them

before that
and still ongoing

handmade- amazing- colorful- marbles
the kids and i trade and play during the holidays

at university
it all started with
my feet shout my mood

many many great patterns and fun colors

and then...beads
my grand-daughters love stirring and arranging
and trying on

i once made bracelets galore
each one had to have a heart shaped bead
once again
lovely glass
i enjoy giving them away

even now i collect plates

the first was a wedding gift
painted by sweetie's mimi

the variety
makes plain old scrambled eggs
fun to eat

others i use to decorate for holidays

some were gifts
(from me to me)
kind of

in my travels
over many years 
i have collected
but mostly been gifted
seven of these are Swatch
an appreciation fostered
in Switzerland
thanks to Sam

but now i just stick with the big one on the right
Timex...easy to read
"takes a licken' and keeps on ticken'"

i have a fun collection of stamps

then i have a thing for birds

there was a time i fed and loved
about 28 birds
mostly exotic finches
now only six live here
all but two are parrots

i think i may be a little bit crazy

they greet me good morning

and wish me sweet dreams

i collect children's books
and give them away

Caldecott Medal winners
with their
gorgeous illustrations

in the loft there is a wall
filled with all kinds of books

now i am thinking about

these are on a little purse

it would be fun to embellish pillows
using buttons

kind of like this

and i collect music
i just checked
38.5 days of non-stop
never repeat
music on file

just downloaded this tune yesterday
it really sounds
like sunshine feels

warm and toasty


Thursday, February 24, 2011

the jar...# 4

Where did you grow up as a child?

121 West 1800 South
Bountiful, Utah 84010

2100 square feet
built in 1955
red brick
four bedrooms
two baths
kitchen in the front of the house
looking out the window at dinner time
made for interesting conversation

steep driveway
covered patio in the back

large yard
.34 acres
chain link fences
 lined with red rose bushes
my dad built a cool little house
on a beam
eighteen feet in the sky
anchored six feet in the ground
we would sleep up there on summer nights
or retreat there
to get away

this house was brand new
we moved in
when i was 18 mos. old
my bedroom was in the basement
from the time i was about six years old

it was here
i learned how to
ride a bike
roller skate
bake a cake
scrub a tub
fix my hair
say my prayers
iron clothes
practice table manners
punch kids
double dutch jump rope
burp a baby and change a diaper
play the organ and piano
watch Pinky birth her kittens
then bury one
knit and crochet
mow the lawn
get out of bed on time
get bossed around
do plenty of bossing
take a short shower
love and be loved

it all happened here
for me
i walked to elementary
junior high and high school
i was launched from this little spot
of stability
i would give a whole lot
to go back
one more day
with all eight of us there


Wednesday, February 23, 2011

third question from the jar

Tell about being sick, and ways you got better.

I do struggle with motion sickness which takes a lot of fun out of travel for me. Other than that ongoing hassle I can only think of three instances where i was down-and-out sick.

When I was in the musical Mame I lost my voice for the final performance. I think I was just run down. I remember the home teachers coming to my home and giving me a Priesthood blessing...then the family physician, Dr. Wray, came back stage during intermission to give me some medicine. My voice was restored long enough to finish the show well and after the final performance my voice was gone again. I stayed home sick for a few days after that.

In my early marriage I got really sick with the flu...although my mother-in-law who is a nurse thinks it was something much more serious than that. Anyway, my dear sweet mother-in-law would bring me peach shakes. She was wonderful to me and nursing comes natural to her. I received a Priesthood blessing from my husband and was restored to good health once again. I remember how much better I would feel by just making myself take a shower.

Just before Liz was born I got very sick...some sort of upper respiratory illness that had me coughing so much I broke a couple of ribs. I slept in a recliner at night so that I wouldn't cough so much and was down from before Christmas until sissy was born. I was miserable. Finally, after the third attempt, we were able to find a good antibiotic and again a Priesthood blessing was administered in my behalf.

Other than those three instances I have been blessed with very good health. Somehow a bath or shower, kindnesses bestowed by loving friends and family, medicine, and prayer help.

(image is Beatrix Potter's)


Tuesday, February 22, 2011

look who's one

miss lydia

today is her birthday
our 15th grandchild

her mama took these photo's
made the cake

and added this quote

Once in a young lifetime 
one should be allowed
to hold as much sweetness 
as one can possibly want and hold.
-Judith Olney-

wish i knew how to copy and paste her blog



Monday, February 21, 2011

The Jar...nos. two

What were your mothers best traits? What ones do you share?

  • mother had a beautiful smile
  • mother gave sound advice
  • mother kept a clean well-stocked home
  • mother was direct
  • mother played music all of the time
  • mother loved to hose down the driveway
  • mother had beautiful skin
  • she knew she needed God
  • my dad was her first priority
  • mother tried 
  • she liked to walk
  • mother had confidence in her children
  • she appreciated beauty everywhere
  • she didn't do anything for me that i could do for myself
  • she cried in a sad movie or when she read of abuse in the newspaper
  • mother was patient with my dad
  • she was openly affectionate with all of us
  • she kissed my dad at home...all the time...he initiated this
  • she didn't put up with baloney
  • mother was happy being a mother...she never once acted like she was missing out on something more grand
  • mother loved genealogy
  • mother made sure i had the costumes i needed for all of my activities
  • my mother made sure to tell me she was proud of me

this list
good reminder 
i have emulated
every positive trait
my mother has 
genealogy is still waiting

mother dear...i remain forever devoted and indebted to you.

mother, her sister, me


Sunday, February 20, 2011

Carl Bloch: The Master's Hand

each painting is enormous in size

yesterday we (Joseph, Lynda, Sweetie, Liz and I) 
attended BYU art exhibit 
nineteenth century Danish artist
Carl Bloch

we were in awe

we were inspired

we were humbled

the Spirit bore witness

"with His stripes we are healed"
Isaiah 53:5


the southwestern art
Maynard Dixon
makes you want to take a drive

or saddle a horse
and watch the sky

light a fire

found downstairs

Friday, February 18, 2011

the jar

years ago my daughter gave me a jar filled with questions

while i can still reasonably remember

1. What kind of extracurricular activities were you involved in at school?

it's true
i was Mame
my senior year i tried out for this musical
17 costume changes
lots of dancing and singing

many lines learned thanks to Nate
a trumpet and long long staircase
live orchestra in the pit
it was a blast

i was Ruth in Blithe Spirit
produced as theater in the round
the seance scene was funny
my brother Nathan drilled me on my lines
do you see a pattern here?

drill team
when they were ziggin'
i was zaggin'

wish i had a sorry picture of homecoming
we made the formation of an "O"
for Olympus high school
jump splits at the climax
i was a count too late
only one standing
to the song
"Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head"

i'll never forget


i am being boycotted!

maybe you are too.
this was in my comment section today.
i deleted it.
he doesn't care for me much.
yet he signed in anonymous.
i think he's a kook. 

I am an American man, and I have decided to boycott American women. In a nutshell, American women are the most likely to cheat on you, to divorce you, to get fat, to steal half of your money in the divorce courts, don’t know how to cook or clean, don’t want to have children, etc. Therefore, what intelligent man would want to get involved with American women?

American women are generally immature, selfish, extremely arrogant and self-centered, mentally unstable, irresponsible, and highly unchaste. The behavior of most American women is utterly disgusting, to say the least.

This blog is my attempt to explain why I feel American women are inferior to foreign women (non-American women), and why American men should boycott American women, and date/marry only foreign (non-American) women.




Thursday, February 17, 2011

happy is the man who wants what he has

breakfast for sis


  • in the wee hours of the morning...the large golden orb languishing about the western mountains
  • clipped fingernails
  • clear vision of where i want to go
  • this hope
  • and faith
  • The Box came with many delights
  • happy dental check-up
  • embracing Robert...home, safe
  • watching Joseph and Robert embrace after four years of separation
  • Laurel 
  • my children keep trying
  • fresh snow...maybe five inches
  • oranges that taste like sunshine
  • his strong embrace
  • shampoo
  • Dr. Bonner's peppermint soap
  • steam coming up from the hot iron and the smell of fresh linen


Monday, February 14, 2011

all it takes

to make my sweetie happy on V-day

stuff i typically don't buy

laden with every preservative, sugar and chemical known to man
on sweetie-pie day
he gets his favorites
it's only right


Saturday, February 12, 2011

Elizabeth Carter

she's good and ready to be nineteen

it's true
i never looked away
not from this prize
knowing all too soon
she will launch

my mother, my big girls, sweetie
all welcomed her
bright lights and sterile room
first baby born in Utah
last baby born of me

every virtuous attribute
embodied here
only sticking point-
get stuck in her craw

Heavenly Father knew
He always does
we need her
a blessing to all
precious beyond measure

happy 19 dear Elizabeth
happy birthday to you.

(photo by alison carter brasher)


Tuesday, February 8, 2011

two little girls

once upon a time
when it was much too late
 little girls worked their magic
and grandpa granted

and they all lived
happily ever after

the end


Thursday, February 3, 2011

The Mountain Between Us

on a scale of 1-10 i'd give it a 7.
the dude was a little too mushy for me to believe
her sarcastic humor got a little old
liked his stalwart character
very interesting plot
unpredictable...i mean really

a good winter read...happy for a warm home, bed, food and a good man.
ready for a classic


Tuesday, February 1, 2011

a cold hard wind

it has been one of those days
some doing

a howling wind

lots of good advice
a pretty good novel
and then

what makes a good book?

tragedy for the protagonist
(sigh) so much like life
so much like Christ
crushing disappointment

"Come follow me."

feasting at His table
no matter how beaten down
if only
we come