Dad's House

By Sunday afternoon we were back in Salt Lake and having another party!

Undaunted

 Oh the struggle against great odds, to meet enemies undaunted!
-Walt Whitman, A Song of Joys

This is like my post last year. Check it out.

People

Photos in chronological order:

Angel's Landing view
Uncle James holding Samantha
Maryn taking off her shoes
Tyson and crowd at the pump
Mom serving bunny cookies
Daniel hunting eggs
Margaret breaking the rules
John reaching for a tear from Weeping Rock
Top of the World (remember that Kassie?)
Andersons on the tram

I know I have said it before but they say good things are worth repeating. This is an amazing tradition! My family has been Eastering in Zion for over 60 years and I don't plan on stopping-ever. We hike around, picnic, have an egg hunt, wade, and visit. We were glad to have Kent's family come this year as well.

Animals

 We also saw a wounded turkey.
Cut me some slack with the deer photo. I know it is D+.

Grandma's House

 We got to Cedar City so late that we didn't make it to the Store House Meeting. We did drop in Saturday morning to check in and ride Uncle Mitch's Harley Davidson.

Dying Eggs

Egg dying was and is color study. John and I had a great time. He dyed and I watched. He made some beautiful eggs that we were planning to roll down the hill at Zion, but we didn't get the chance.

Blueberry Pie

 We ate the customary blueberry crumble pie for Kelly's Birthday!  This is 2008, 2009, and 2010.   Kelly had three candles for the 33. Kelly is a hard worker, smart, kind and a great father. I am grateful everyday that he is in my life.

Idaho State Penitentiary

 Julie, Amy, Liz, Barb and I came away with a creepy pit in our chest. It was fascinating and so fun to walk around and talk to Julie.

Deli George

Julie and I split the Pilgrim's Pride and Turkey Over Italy! Delicious!
This is how I feel about my Julie.

The Arrow and the Song

 

I shot an arrow into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For, so swiftly it flew, the sight

Could not follow it in its flight
.

I breathed a song into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For who has sight so keen and strong,

That it can follow the flight of song?
 

Long, long afterward, in an oak

I found the arrow, still unbroke;

And the song, from beginning to end,

I found again in the heart of a friend.

 

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow