Weirdly, I attended a convention at the Salt Palace each month from February to April. I don't consider myself particularly drawn to conventions or something; that's just how things worked out. It seemed only fitting to go over them all in one post.
Herein lies an account of my own efforts to "find tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything" as Shakespeare described in As You Like It.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Thursday, May 12, 2016
2016 Temple Times: Provo City Center and Ward Temple Day
Okay, it's time to start blitzing through a number of things since the beginning of the year. I think I won't do that entirely chronologically, but will go for a more categorical approach instead. Hopefully that won't lend itself to too much confusion!
Sunday, May 8, 2016
California Trip Part 3: Tuscon and Home Again
We returned to Steve and Merina's house quite late at night after arriving from Catalina. We knew that we'd have a long drive the next day to get to the home of Paul's grandma in Tuscon. I hadn't realized that going to Catalina would pretty much eat up all our time in California, and I'd really been looking forward to going to the San Diego temple. I've done baptisms there before, but I've always loved the design of that temple and was eager to go back now that I'm endowed. It looked like maybe we wouldn't make it there on this trip, but Dad said that as long as we could get in on the first session, we should be okay. That was good news, but it meant not getting a lot of sleep that night. Bright and early, Dad and I made our way to the temple while Mom, Paul, and Marinda got some needed rest and prepared to leave.
Labels:
architecture,
Arizona,
birds,
California,
dad,
family,
Gerrit & Elisabeth,
loneliness,
mom,
nature,
Navajo,
new stuff,
outdoor,
Paul and Marinda,
single life,
Steve and Merina,
temple,
travel,
trial,
wildlife
Location:
Tucson, AZ, USA
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