We arrived in the Salt Lake Area at the end of rush hour on a Friday night. It was a near death experience at least 5 times. I had white knuckles and knew we were going to die! I know one thing is for sure... I will never live in Salt Lake City!
We drove to Layton and stayed the night. It was cool weather and we loved breathing in the crispness of the autumn leaves that were still lingering on the trees.
Saturday we drove onto Idaho Falls and went straight to our storage. The above photo shows the last of our things tucked safely away in for the winter months. We spent the rest of the day resting. We ate dinner at Wendy's, because I forgot the electric fry pan which mom had asked me to bring so she could cook liver outside for our dinner. It smells up the house too much to cook it inside. That may sound gross to some, but liver and onions is one of my favorite meals.
On Sunday we were greeted by Ashley and Hagen and it was wonderful to see them! That little boy squeezed right into my heart! He loves to play "fetch" with his great-grandmother. They both enjoyed it.
Later that day Varce and I went for a ride to see my beloved foothills. We turned onto a country road and found this herd of sheep being driven to another pasture. The 2 men, one in front and one in back with the help of 4 dogs moved this herd with the only sound was an occasional whistle by the men to the dogs . It was amazing to watch.
Saturday evening we had Christmas! Dad said no packages could go to St. George, so they had to open them while we were there. This is a rocking roadrunner from Mexico that Vicki and I got for them earlier this year. It will look cute in their flower beds, and the grand kids will love to play with it. Dad reminded me of a gift I gave to him a few years ago..... "Just more crap from the kids"! That's right, I gave him a cow pie with a clock embedded into it, and attached in gold plate was the saying, "Just more crap from the kids". I can't help it if Vicki and I are so creative!
On Sunday morning we headed for home. We took an hour and more in South Jordon the visit Shirlene Seare and her daughter Shannon. Shirlene has been my mentor for years, and I miss seeing her often. But it was such a blessing for us to be able to spend time together and get caught up on each others families and trials, and blessings. I pondered our visit, and our lives since knowing each other as we continued our drive southward. I hope I have been a small light in her life as she has been in mine. Her example, her joyful smile, always positive, and never failing love for her family and the gospel and our Savior and Heavenly Father. She is courageous beyond words, and such inspiration to me. Shirlene, thank you for taking so much time with Varce and I when you had such a busy day to face. I love you!
This last photo is as the sun was setting in Southern Utah. I took dozens of photos as we were driving home, and it is nearly impossible to pick only one to share. As darkness fell, the moon peaked from behind the clouds, and soon we crossed the Arizona border. The sky cleared and the stars shone brightly. We saw numerous falling/shooting stars. What a wonderful end to a beautiful drive home. When we arrived we found all was well. More blessings were given to us this day..... and on this trip,....and I hope I never take for granted to notice each one of them.