tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24693457068017082802024-02-07T04:22:15.706-08:00Hawkes eye viewJanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-44394924166854408332012-12-18T16:56:00.000-08:002012-12-18T16:56:21.920-08:00The joys of December 2012<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Three weeks ago I used the LARGE amount of potato water from Thanksgiving dinner at Holly's home to create 6 loaves of wheat bread. I thought they looked WONDERFUL! I hadn't made bread in almost 2 years!</div>
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At cub scouts this week we created gingerbread houses out of pre-fab, cub-leader made graham cracker houses and sticky frosting glue with many different kids of candy. Lots of fun and of course, I got to do one.</td></tr>
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King and I road the motorcycle on this sunny, but cold, day to Benicia on the Bay and observed the remaining battle ships from World War 11 that had been stored here with hopes of keeping them 'ship-shape' for a future need.</td></tr>
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These stately old battle ships have been decaying and giving off all kinds of pollution into the bay and then to the ocean. About 2 years ago it was decided to start scrapping them to rid the water of the horrible oil leaking, lead paint, etc. Many have been transported away and torn apart and recycled.</td></tr>
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After viewing these great ships, we headed back along the Marsh Road and stopped at one watery place and looked at Black-necked stilts, Great egrets, Shoveler Ducks, Mallards, Cinnamon Teals, and in the distance, Tundra Swan. Love the Grizzly Island Marsh and estuary.<br />
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Sunday morning the Bennions invited me to their home for Christmas Breakfast and to exchange Christmas presents. The food was Holly's usual special feast and we had fun opening presents. All of us will be gone for the Holidays but we will have some living at and checking into our homes.</td></tr>
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<br />Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-31056962803492311942012-12-10T17:18:00.002-08:002012-12-11T06:48:40.234-08:00Dog Sledding with Blaine 2003-7<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Blaine Hawkes and I married in September 2003, and we lived in his home at the edge of St Anthony, Idaho at 4<sup>th</sup> north and 3<sup>rd</sup> west. That winter he realized that I loved dogs and snow. Blaine had created dog sleds and Siberian dog teams most of his life as a family hobby, but after his youngest son left home, he gave his teams away and kept only 2 of the many sleds he had made over the years. We discussed this fact and decided that we would try to do this adventure again. <o:p></o:p><br />
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His philosophy was that "If you build it, they will come." So he built a dog trailer and a large kennel. (We later named this 20 dog large kennel “HAWKES HAPPY HUSKY HOTEL” and, besides the dogs and sleds, this became Blaine’s pride and joy) <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure enough, through contacts in many areas, we slowly built up a dog sled "team" with dogs that had NEVER been sled dogs! These dogs were mostly Siberian Huskies from Idaho and Montana. <o:p></o:p><br />
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We had fun breeding them, gaining 8 puppies who grew into lovely, friendly, but not well-trained sled dogs. We never did have really good lead dogs. Blaine ordered harnesses, lead ropes, booties, snaps, and much more sled dog paraphernalia. He was having a great time with a great hobby. I was as well. This activity was filled with wonderful winter experiences. I found out that it is also great summer exercise as we had summer training carts. </div>
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Another must-have item was a sled & dog travel trailer that would house the 10+ dogs, at least 4 sleds, a snow machine, and equipment. Therefore, we bought a 14 foot cargo trailer and a 15 passenger white van. We later substituted a 9 passenger vehicle.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>We had the equipment which resulted in great fun with family at "The Place" at Horseshoe Flats in Drummond, Idaho. The Hawkes family had homesteaded this land in the late 1800's, and Blaine was born on it.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">5 dogs, Blaine, 3 carts, and two handlers in Cemetery by Snake River in St Anthony</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blaine, Olga and two sons, and summer training cart </td></tr>
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One HUGE yearly event was the Ashton Dog Races that are still being held each winter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My Idaho granddaughter, Catrice, and Utah grandson, Chris, both entered their own teams.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What a privilege to follow in Grandpa Blaine’s dog sled tracks!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chris Morford racing with his three dogs. Dad, Marsh, helping to the right</td></tr>
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Another place we enjoyed was the Big Springs trail from the warming hut to
Big Springs and back through a circular 12 mile trail. Moose was often seen
while quietly riding. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Following is a
much loved story of one of our adventures.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In March of 2007 Blaine decided on a Big
Springs trip.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was all for it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At 7:30 am, before we left for Island Park,
we prayed for discernment and safety for our trek with the dogs. This is
standard and wise practice because dogs, drivers, weather, etc. are <strong>ALWAYS</strong>
unpredictable!</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">We drove to Mack's Inn,
turned right, drove several miles to an official parking lot/warming Hut place,
and got out the dogs and sled. The trail was freshly groomed, the snow hard,
the air cool, and the sky cloudless! Our 8 dogs were on a high and ran the best
they have ever done! </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">On our way to Big Springs, we
saw either a coyote or wolf way off to the right. He sat down to watch us. I
kept my eye on him, but he did not approach. At the springs, ducks flew off the
pond startling the dogs, and they would have loved to give them chase. We met a
man and his son from Texas, a forester, visiting this area for their first
time. They loved seeing our team and sled. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">On our way again, we circled
across the bridge and headed NE for more good trail. In a little while, Blaine
asked me if I would like to ride on the back and he<strong> IN</strong> the
basket. So we switched. I love to be on the runners! What a sense of power! The
trail, at one point, was a bit slanted, so I got my whole self onto the right
runner to help get the sled more centered on the trail.</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Just then I slipped and fell
off the back. The dogs and Blaine (<strong>IN </strong>the basket of the sled)
kept going right down the road. I yelled, <strong>"Whoa,"</strong>
but the dogs are <strong>SO</strong> well trained -- ;o) -- that they kept on
going, and of course, deaf Blaine never heard me! So here I was, alone on a
snowy trail, and very little traffic this morning!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After about 2-3 minute, I heard noises and
stuck out my thumb.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I had had lovely
legs, I would have lifted a pant leg.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Four snowmobilers came racing along, stopped, and heard my story.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The lead one gave me a ride to catch up with
the sled. As we neared, Blaine, riding with much joy, looked over to his right
as we approached and started to wave at the snowmobilers. Then he saw me, which
gave him a start! He had <strong>NO IDEA</strong> that I was not riding on the
back! </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">As we rode along side of him,
(I thinking that I would get off up ahead and run back to the back of the sled,
and the guy asking me, well, was I getting off?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I could just visualize me flying off the snowmobile, John Wayne style
onto the runners and gallantly resuming where I had left off!) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">However, Blaine raised his
hand and then, at 79 years young, proceeded to give us a great, agile, smooth,
demonstration on how to get from the basket around to the back of the sled and
stand on the runners. (I wished that someone could have videoed that whole
event. It could have made it to the Funniest Video program!) Then Blaine stopped
the sled and dogs, and I got on. We thanked my rescuers and all were on our
way.</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">At the turn-off about 1/4
mile from where we had parked our van and cargo trailer, two other snowmobilers
were looking at a map. We stopped for the dogs to go left and then noticed that
two people were snowshoeing off to our right with three loose dogs! We had seen
these same people and dogs on Monday when we snowmobiled to check out the
trail. But on Monday, we did not get to the Big Springs trail until about 1
p.m. That is why we decided to start from home <strong>EARLY</strong> this
morning to avoid them. It was now only about 11 am but there were still
there!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not good for our dogs!</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Well, I jumped off and
grabbed the lead dogs, but the three loose dogs were curious and ran towards us
with their masters giving orders for them to come back. I asked the two guys on
the snowmobiles to please help us, and one grabbed our dogs and the other
helped get the other dogs away. When all was under control, we helped the guys
figure out where they were on the trails. They were from Indiana. I told them
that they were answer to prayer!</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">We mushed into the parking
lot at about 11:15 am. After 11 + miles, the dogs were very happy to get in the
cargo trailer and lay down!</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">We realize that we really ARE
blessed to live in Idaho with its beauty, clean air, and good water, but even
more so we <strong>are and were</strong> blessed by Heavenly Father in his
watchful care of us. These folks came to our aid at just the right time. I
could have been stranded for about 1/2 hour until Blaine realized that I was
NOT along, and/or our dogs might have gotten into a big fight with those 3 loose
dogs!</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Soon after the above incident, Blaine decided two things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One was that I was NOT to ride on the back of the sled, but in the basket only!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The other was to build another sled, this time ours. He ordered ash wood from the southeast, Black Angus hide from the butcher, and since he had all of the tools necessary, we started on months into a building journey that produced a lovely sled with only home made rawhide for the sides and rawhide and dowel fasteners. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In early December 2007, we tried it out at the Big Springs run and were very pleased with the way it traveled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;">My Idaho grandchildren especially enjoyed this activity. One of our favorite places to dog sled was to Island Park’s Lower Mesa Falls from Bear Gulch and back. We would hook up 10 dogs and two sleds and Catrice, Caden, Blaine, and I would have wonderful, quiet, snowy rides through some of the most beautiful landscape one could witness. The overlook to the falls is awe-inspiring. When cross country skiers or snowmobilers met us, they gave "Thumbs Up" signs and great smiles. <o:p></o:p><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Concerning the dogs, we had had several years of young girls being our dog handlers, and as I got ready to leave Idaho for California in the fall if 2008, I gave the dogs to them for their own teams.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some of them are still running in different contests in the Ashton area.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My son, Marsh, had a few years before taken our Seppela Siberian dogs, and along with other dogs, created teams of his own in Utah.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He took the sled Blaine made, the cargo trailer, bought the 9 passenger van. He and his son ran sled rides in the Park City area for 3-4 years with a winter entertainment business.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now none of our family is into the dog sled fun, but what an awesome era this was.</span><br />
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My friend Jeannie had the day off, so Saturday she, friend Len, and I hiked for 3 hours over at least 1/2 of the perimeter of the large Rockville Park. Since it was the 27th of October, we found many goulish places being made ready for the park's nighttime haunted walks. Here is one of a large spider holding a redhaired woman prisoner.</td></tr>
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I was asked to teach the Relief Society women on Oct 11th how to sprout seeds for eating. Here you can see: mung bean, lentil, wheat, alfalfa, and other wonderful seeds already sprouted. They can be used in salads, soups, omletes, bread, meatballs, spegehtti, you name it! Very easy and good for you since, when sprouted, they have many needed amino acids used in building our bodies. I supplied information sheets and a plastic mesh for use in either regular or wide mouth canning jars as well as wheat so the women could do their own sprouting. Several of the gals really have been going to "town" on this knowledge.</td></tr>
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In 1993 our family housed Bjron as a German exchange student for the school year in Rexburg. He is the same age a Sara. Last year and now this year he and his first child, Tarek, visited me here in Fairfield for a few days and then went on to visit other friends in the area. Tarek is teaching his day how to play a marble game our famiy has had for years. Bjorn is an air traffic controler at the Bremen Air Port in Germany.</td></tr>
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For days before Halloween, many in our ward and neighborhood can be found gutting and carving 500 or more pumpkins donated to Dr Craig Gillespie by Larry at Larry's Produce for his wonderful lighted showing of local talent on Halloween. Several families make carving these golden objects a family home evening project. I got to gut many sizes of pumpkins for 3 days. Below is a very large pumpkin that I opened on the side for someone to create a design on the oposite side. The inside, or guts, of this pumpkin were so very interesting, like a cave complete with mysterious growth, that I just had to take a picture. I saved the seeds, some for growing pumpkins in my own garden and some for roasting and then eating.</div>
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Rows and rows of lit carved pumpkins decked shelving and tables in the front yard of Dr G's home. Can you see the snake on the ground that I drilled holes into after cutting and gutting LOTS of small pumpkins? By 7 p.m. it had a head and a tail, but not yet in this picture.</div>
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Costumes and lit pumpkins are the fun of this Halloween night. The pumpkins are really a sight when seen in the dark. Since rain was supposed to start at about 6 p.m., tents were erected over ALL of the display. This is quite a feat: gutting, carving, placing, getting equipment in place, etc., and Dr G has many helpers. He also has a pot luck on the night of Halloween for anyone who wants to come with a dish to pass. He often has about 900 lookers. Parking is tricky along the narrow Green Valley Road by his home, but the treats are wonderful!</div>
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This past Tuesday my friend, King, said to pack a lunch and when he arrived said, "Dog park, not far." A few weeks ago he had taken me to the Marin County Dog Park and showed me where he and dog BO like to romp. I thought that this trip would be not far from there. HA!</div>
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Not Far, my foot! We were on a straight run, 2 hours of it, passing the famed dog park, going NW, and ending up at Pt Reyes Light House along the Pacific Coast, no breaks! </div>
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What an adventure! I quickly found out that small bumps to a car passenger are HUGE ones to a motorcycle rider in the back! I heard and felt every bump in my <u><strong>neck</strong></u>. I honestly thought I would be seeing a chiropractor ALL day Wednesday.</div>
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Not only that, but neither of us had an easy time getting OFF of the cycle. Age does set in! Talk about cold and stiff. My index fingers were numb, not due to the cold so much since I had on good motorcycle gloves, but due to the fact that I had been holding onto the struts behind me that secure the back seat to the cycle! This at least kept me ON the bike and not flying off into the barrow pit.</div>
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But when we arrived, the views and waves were worth it. We were atop a huge Cliff with the light house at the bottom on the edge of the sea. Just our luck that the light house was closed Tuesday and Wednesday, but we still had great views. I could see the Murres on the cliffs and rocks below.</div>
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King suggested eating our picnic lunches at a beach and we headed back to South beach that had lots of sand, but I was amazed that the sand was very coarse, not like any other beach I had ever been on. The rocks over which the water moves must be different.</div>
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I would love to go back again, this time with a camera and my binoculars AND in a car! King took the pictures sent here.</div>
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On the way back, I wised up and did a bit of "Posting--English style" so that my legs took the brunt and not my neck. Did NOT have to visit the Chiropractor!</div>
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It is nice to know that King deems me as good a friend as his dog, BO, since he takes me to the dog parks!</div>
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I love to saute my garden produce for breakfast. I probably have potatoe, onion, zuccini, yellow squash, squash flowers, egg, and tomatoes.</td></tr>
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In the fall Canada Geese gather and a Great Egret is overseeing their meeting from his perch on a dock.<br />
Hunter and Haydn and I trekked up the trail into the park for a fall adventure. It is always fun to see what is new.</td></tr>
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Jeannie Foster and I headed west into the Redwood forest on her day off, 5 Oct. We came across many beautiful, serene places the one above.</td></tr>
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Jane and the twin burns. These trees survive almost everything including diseases and fire! Many are several hundred years old. I am learning about the stream and its livng properties as well as the forest from two great books that I bought.</td></tr>
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Holly, friends Len and Marlin, Haydn and Hunter, and I headed North-west last Monday for a wonderful adventure-filled time at the Bothe State Park NW of Napa. the rest had fun at the creek while Marlin and I visited the nature center. Then we had lunch at Gotts and then watched the boys rock climb at a great place in Napa.</td></tr>
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These are 14 of our 17 cub scouts plus 5 adult helpers. We picked up trash along the highway north and south of Rockville Hills Park for an hour. We have done this for two years now, and it really helps create a lovely environment plus giving respect for nature. The boys added this to their earning of the Citizenship belt looop.<br />
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<br />Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-11144870208755913412012-10-02T15:25:00.000-07:002012-10-03T20:11:13.612-07:00Inspiration I am constntly amazed at the almost continuous inspiration I receive in my life. By this I mean that as I go about different activities, thoughts come to me that help or solve a situation. <br />
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For instance, last Saturday Haydn and Hunter and I were hiking in Rockville Hills Park and came to the lake at which were about 10 college students wading collecting specimens for an invertebrate zoology class. As we aproched a table where their specimens were displayed, one girl was concerned about something on her hand. I thought it was a wood sliver. But out of my mouth came, "Hair, use your braid!" and I grabbed her braid and got her hand up to it and brushed the end of the braid over the hurt place like a paint brush. She then indicated that it had been a bee sting and that the stinger was now no longer in it. The forester produced a sting-ease medication, and all was well. They all were thankful that my quick thought and order had worked so well. So was I!<br />
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Then on Monday while at Rush Ranch for a panel painting project, four sticky places needed to be gotten rid of. Sandpaper was suggested, but none of the 6 of us had any. Then, popping into my mind was the fact that this was a ranch with a work shop across the large parking space and perhaps some was there. Finding a Docent working nearby, I asked her if she had sandpaper and she asked what number. 100 was one of the painter's answer, so I relayed this information and soon had two wood-blocks surrounded with the needed sandpaper, which I quickly used to make fast work of getting rid of the unwanted surface. After returning the sandpaper blocks, I realized that I was not needed since there were already too many to do the job, so I headed home thankful that I had filled a need.<br />
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Later, I got a call to help a mom with her 2 day-old baby needing a look-see at proper latching--which is my specialty concerning breastfeeding. I helped with new techniques and suggestions, and all went well then and later. It seems the Lord really cares about these nursing mothers and sends inspiring thoughts to me when I am about this business.<br />
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Much later, I got a text from a granddaughter concerning creating a thesis statement. I texted back several times and was amazed at the information that I gave with hardly even thinking about the answers! She was very thankful as was I to again fill a need.<br />
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I really feel and know that the Lord helps us as we strive to do His will.Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-19619914687660781782012-09-10T19:16:00.003-07:002012-09-10T19:16:34.183-07:00Fun trip to Utah Aug 29 - Sept 4, 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On Thursday evening the 29th of August, we attended a BYU-Washington State foot ball game. BYU won 30 - 3, I believe. </div>
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Then on Friday morning Alisa took me and the two little ones to Benjamin Park for a get together with other home school mothers while the older children were at an Academy. </div>
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On Saturday morning, chores took up much of the time and in the late afternoon Lasangia was created to cook while we attended the baptism of Nastia and Ruslan. They had been taking the missionary discussions for the last month and were now ready for their next journey. The extended family that resided in Utah came to witness the ordinance and then dinner and games.</div>
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Sunday at church the two children were confirmed (of course the baptism and confirmation were in Russian with Marsh performing the priesthood ordinance.)</div>
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After that we dressed in our church clothes, prepared sack lunches, mounted the 15 passenger van, and drove for 2 hours to Brigham City for the Temple Open House. It took at lease an hour of slowly walking in the sun around the temple block with hundreds of others before we entered the temple area for the explaination video.</div>
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In complete silence we entered the temple proper and admired the workmanship, ordinance rooms, baptismal faunt, and and peach motif of this the newest temple. Alisa wanted these newly baptized children to have an understanding of what a temple was so that in 2 weeks, they will join many baptized Utahans and attend the dedication in their designated areas.</div>
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All of the Morford children have daily house and farm chores, and I loved taking pictures of them.</div>
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Chase is cleaning the Microwave</div>
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Chris gathering corn ears</div>
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Ruslan and Chris cutting and carrying corn stalks to the goats</div>
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Ruslan watering the sled dogs</div>
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Lucy feeding the goats</div>
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Lucy helping feed goats as Marsh milks them</div>
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We have Marsh, Chris, 15, with Lucy, 2, Patty Lyn, 12, Ruslan, 15, James, 4, Nastia, 10, <br />
Chase, 6, Emma, 10, and Alisa<br />
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The Extended family celebrating the baptism of Nastia and Ruslan<br />
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The Morford grandchildren at the baptism<br />
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James M, Chase M, Tyson W, Connor W, Damon W, Kelton W, Emma M, Patty Lyn W, Chris M. They and the Banner cousins all sang at the Baptism.</div>
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Nastia's desert</div>
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The three youngest</div>
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What cute kids these three were and very happy.</div>
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Kelton, Lucy, and James</div>
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Patty Lyn with her "living doll" Lucy</div>
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Three of the Morford girls in hair bands all ready for the baptism.</div>
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Emma, Patty, and Nastia</div>
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Chris, Lucy, Ruslan, James, Chase</div>
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Heather is frosting Chocolate Eclairs for a wedding recption that Holly was partially in charge of.</div>
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Hunter and Nathan<br />
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These adventuresome boys went fishing at the local creek about 1/4th of a mile west of me with a hook and line they found. Look what they caught!</div>
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Haley is making frozen Red and Black Raspberry/huckleberry jam for her to take to college! I was going to take two jars to my son and daughter on a trip to Utah, but just before arriving at the airport, I found out from my friend, Len, as he was driving me, that I could NOT take them in my carry-ons! What a bummer for me, but he was very gleeful because he got to keep and eat them! He better give me back the jars!</div>
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Hunter is building a raft out of sticks he found and some of my red bailing twine I brought from Idaho. I need to teach him proper wraping and fraping!</div>
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My friend, King, takes his dog, BO, with him around Fairfield. The dog is quite the content, happy passenger. I took this in August\, 2012Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-73426117975596660672012-08-17T12:27:00.002-07:002012-08-23T18:41:32.063-07:00The Young and the Old<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I often find deer in my front yard, luckily not in the back fenced-in garden area! Also, as we walk around in the mornings, beautiful groups of deer can be seen amongst the trees in the lovely golfcourse.</div>
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15 August 2012<br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;">I am now 73 years old!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or is it YOUNG</span>Even though I have felt that I do NOT need to celebrate any more birthdays, friends and family felt differently. I guess they are celebrating that I MADE it another year! Here are cards and gifts from them: flowers, candy, book, bird-measuring spoons, and even a painted egg from the Ukraine.</div>
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The stuffed dogs are huskies that I have had for years, but they make a nice centerpiece. :o)</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">You have figured many things out, like... </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">The best way to keep a new hairdo out of the rain, and... </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Various other and sundry ways of dealing with the greater
world around you. </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Just gotta smile when I think about my mom. </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">You're great.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Happy
Birthday!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Love, Marsh </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">AMEN!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Happy Birthday
mom!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Andy </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I second the amen! Happy bday mom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think marsh you should write a movie it a
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Cat texted the following:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Happy birthday!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love you
Grandma!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m truly blessed to have you
in my life!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Love the summers at your
house and can’t wait for the next!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You
are my role model and inspiration!! Lots of love from your #1 fan! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Quentin called and left a message of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>love.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Two friends, Eileen and Marlin, took me out for a Chines lunch. In case you forgot what I look like, I am in the middle!</div>
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Later that day, my friend, King, and I motorcycled around the area and stopped for yogurt. We celebrated both of our birthdays, his is on the 14th. King lives about 1/4 mile to the west and is a nice neighbor who walks his dog and sometimes I go along. I saw a coyote on our trip in the Suisun area.</div>
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When Brian and Amie Radford came for their kids, they brought Cat's friend, Allie with them. Heather joined in and they all had great fun</div>
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The three eat corn from Larry's open market on Suisun Road. We also had chicken roasted with Orange peppers that Amie cooked. Add that to the wonderful fruit avilable and all was very tasty!</div>
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Always, kids have gone to my closets looking for dress-up clothes, and it is no different here in California! Heather, 14, is dressed in one of the dresses that her own mother wore to a ward dance party in Rexburg when Holly was about 12. Allie has on a crazy outfit matching her personality, and Cat is in a "Little red Ridinghood" outfit.</div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-22461670287088056832012-07-28T10:29:00.003-07:002012-07-28T10:50:23.153-07:00Grandkids in California<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
There is always adventure with Catrice and Caden Radford, grandchildren from Idaho, when they visit.</div>
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Here they are eating their favorite breakfast of Grits, Scrambled eggs, bacon, and English Muffins while I read to them in the kid's room.</div>
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My Garden is going great guns this year. In the back are red raspberries just starting to come on for the 2nd time this year. The peach tree has ripening fruit, next are the orange trees and tomato plants with cherry and big boy fruit. Next are the red potatoes, then onions, carrots, beets, and beans. The pumpkin plants can bee seen at the far right along the wooden fence near my hanging wooden Wizord. Peppers, zuccini, yellow squash, lettuce, and parsely are growing nicely as are the many strawberry plants, all producing yummy stuff for me. I love the happy, colorful pansies in the front. The kids love to find ripe raspberies, carrots, and strawberries to eat.</div>
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"And here we have Idaho" Cat wearing her 50 lb back pack ready for Girls' camp in the mountains and going on the 4th year 30 mile hike for 3 days! She did survive and was the first one back to camp!</div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-11259658184381947592012-07-28T10:08:00.001-07:002012-07-28T10:51:57.747-07:00Horses and lemonade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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At our second lemonade stand, we had unusual visitors. two gals come up riding horses. They bought lemonade and the boys quickly got two of my cooking pans and filled them with water for the horses</div>
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Then it was time to count the money! They made $96 including tips!!! After paying me $5 for the cups, they made out tithing slips and put one tenth of what each made into their own envelopes and on Sunday gave them to the bishop.Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-85627975121115213082012-07-06T20:15:00.000-07:002012-07-06T20:15:59.360-07:00Napa Valley adventures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After a picnic lunch in the Boothe State Park ,we hiked up and over a hill to see this is a very OLD grist mill. We looked over the huge water wheel and geers that helped it work, and then trudged back the 1.2 miles and about 1/2 mile into the Boothe State Park to a creek and found large rocks to sit upon and soak our feet. I had wanted to do this for years! Why had I waited so long?</div>
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About 8 families traveled from our area to this lovely beach after the ward breakfast and set up tents and chairs, played, ate lunch, played some more, and cooked dinner.</div>
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The rocky shores on the north of Dillon Beach were wonderful for adventuring.</div>
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The beach had great treasures including this water smoothed log just begging to be sent to the ocean. Ben Trettie, Hunter Bennion, Simon Stubert, and Caden Radford are the engineers for the project.</div>
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Imaginative play is the name of the game for Haydn Bennion. Sand, water, waves, and rocks are the answer to a boy's dream.</div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-28254437684581989822012-07-06T19:26:00.003-07:002012-07-06T19:27:28.205-07:00Americana Mobile<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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With Heather driving, Hunter in the passenger seat, Haydn in the bucket seat, and Caden and Catrice riding their long-boards from my home three miles to the Church house for a pot-luck breakfast, the Fourth of July got off to a wonderful start.Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-91207300756326785842012-07-06T19:21:00.001-07:002012-07-06T19:21:58.653-07:00First Lemonade Stand of the year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Signs, hand movements, dance steps, yelling their wares, and bright sunny smiles helped the boys sell hand squeezed, homemade lemonade to many of the passers-by. Many customers mentioned that they sold lemonade as a kid as well. Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-51365543170415183012012-06-27T19:38:00.000-07:002012-06-28T10:09:58.042-07:00Travis Airforce Base MuseumYesterday the boys (Caden, Hunter, and Haydn) and I had a delightful time at Travis Airbase here in Fairfield. Friend Len, a retired Airforce man, escorted us through the museum and explained in detail many of the types of planes and artifacts lovingly displayed. I had recently read the book "Hell above Earth," the true story of American bomber commander Werner Goering, nephew to Herman Goring (Head of the German Airforce). Many planes were mentioned and shown and I was intrigued and wantd to know more. Hence the trip and with an expert in the Air Force.<br />
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I majored in Zoology and it seems that I am still majoring in animals as you will see by the following posts.</div>
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We four adventured into Rockville Park and headed toward Sunset Cave. After climbing in and around that enjoyable site, we made it up Cascade Trail and on to the lake at the top. Here Hunter, Caden, and Haydn are selecting Rush reeds for raft building, the small kind.</div>
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It appeared that each of these water fowl had lost a partner or parent so this is now a famiy grouping: farm goose, Canada goose, and two young Mallards.<br />
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Love this beautiful Great Egret. How lucky we are to have wilderness so very close.</div>
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Grandson, Hunter, is trying to live up to his name. He loves to watch survival shows and wants to bag wild animals. He brought several traps to my back yard because I was tending him and his brother, Haydn, and cousin, Caden. They all are in on the adventure. Many hours have been spent setting them up in JUST the right places, with food and even hiding them with leaves, etc. Hunter and some friends also made several noose traps. He checked these daily. His friends even droped by to check up on them.<br />
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One afternoon when the boys were up a the Bennions, I called Holly and told her that we had a cat trapped. She said this out loud and I heard Howard wildly laughing in the background. Hunter had been hopping for a racoon. Since I did not know how to undo the trap, Holly came and did so.<br />
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One morning, early, I looked out the front window and saw two deer wandering around. I got the camera and followed them from window to window and took these two shots. Instead of deer in the headlights, it was deer through the window. Look at the buck with tall fuzzy spikes.<br />
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The next day the boys looked out the back and had me come. Sure enough, a mother wild turkey and her 2 little ones were trotting through the back yard. I had seen them cauiously crossing Green Valley Road several times the week before. Now they were discovering my area.Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-55486455218723216572012-06-27T18:51:00.002-07:002012-06-28T10:09:15.857-07:00Here Kitty, KittyThis morning I looked in the trap and saw a black and white animal. Hmmmmmm. I called Hunter and showed him. "How are you going to get him out?" I asked. "Dad will do it. He will shoot him!" he answered. "Oh Yeah, I am sure he will love to do that! Also the yard people are coming and do NOT need to be sprayed!"<br />
Howard actually did shoot the skunk, and we bagged it and later the county animal people retrieved him.<br />
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The traps are now back at the Bennions! Now both places smell a bit.<br />
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All that is left is for me to find a fox and kits or a cougar like some neighbors have!Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469345706801708280.post-20110104476534405032012-06-08T15:50:00.001-07:002012-06-09T10:33:33.584-07:00Texas Time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I spent three weeks in Texas with the families of two of my sons: Andrew and Quentin Morford. Along the River Walk in San Antonio, Texas, Daphne and Jona paused for a photo shoot. We had fun walking around and eating at one of the MANY resturants.</div>
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Of course we visited the Alamo and enjoyed the history and artifacts. This old Live Oak tree was amazing.</div>
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I got to see and hear Daphne sing in a school chorus, see both Jona and Daphne at swim team, and watch as the kids prepared their mom a mother's day breakfast with their dad. </div>
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I also got to see first hand the busy lives the wives of my sons have as they prepare to head up the PTA this next year at their Spanish Emersion Elementary School. WOW, talk about full lives!</div>
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At Quentin's I resumed reading from "The Little House On The Prarie" to a captivated audience of the older boys, Taran 12 and Kieran 10. Taran quiped, " I don't want anyone else to read this to me but YOU Grandma!"</div>
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Taran played his trumpet at a fantastic school band concert that sounded much better than my high school band ever did!</div>
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I walked little Carsten to the local Willow Book store for story-time each week. Also got to be in on the garden plot of the Girl Scouts that Michele leads for her daughter and friends.</div>
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Carsten almost 4, Daphne 9 1/2, Aislin 6, Kieran 10, Taran 12, and Jona 6.</div>
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What lively, bright, and thoughtful children these are. All learning to perfect their swiming on the swim team.</div>
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While in Texas I got to camp out with the Ward Scout troop with my son and grandsons. Quentin took me birding at Edith Moore park, and we had Sunday dinners with both families.</div>Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06125540288528783712noreply@blogger.com1