Let’s just focus on all the good stuff first and save the tragic bits for the end, okay? So, here’s my Waiting for Rain shawl, knit in the most beautiful…
Look at my face in this picture (I’m on the left.) That is the expression of someone feeling very blessed to know her own child. (Watchman Trail, Zion Park, Utah)…
(the weak things, day 85) “But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to put to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the…
I was one of those kids that loved looking through family photo albums and still do. The film record of someone else’s memory became the basis of my own. I…
I’ll picking up where I left off… On Day 3 we sought the pictographs near the suspension bridge over the Kaweah and made it much more complicated than it had…
