Yuma sunrise

Yuma sunset

Happy New Year.!*!*  If I was a great photogapher, you could probably see the brilliance of the sky. Sorry that these are muted versions.  The top one was January 3, 2016.  It is great to get up early enough to see such glory in the morning.  The sunset picture we took about the last week in December 2015.

Kay has selected the photo update to our blog, and has put me in charge of the text.
We celebrated our 46th wedding anniversary last weekend with a trip to San Diego.  We visited the Mormon Battalion Historical Site in San Diego on Friday, the 20th of November, the day before our actual anniversary on the 21st.

This is Yours Truely in fromt of the Mrmon Battalion Center, leaning on a covered wagon wheel.  As most of you know, I am alway leaning on something, and since my golf clubs remained in the trunk on this trip, the wagon wheel was a good substitute.

This is that beautiful girl of mine at the entrance to the Center.  Though the center was much smaller than we expected, and the tour, guided by some very lovely and sweet sister missionaries was quite short, it was exttremely well done and inspiring.  That musket Kay is grabbing on to is bigger and most likely heavier than she is.

 Our visit to the San Diego Temple on our anniversary day was a great way to celebrate it.  After the session, we were asked if we would please help with some sealings.  Thus, we were kneeling across the alter from each other almost exactly 46 years to the hour from the first time we did 46 years ago.  Where have the years gone.  It was like renewing our own covenants to each other.

 This photo actually belies the talents of the photographer.  The day and the setting were absolutely beautiful.

The sad part about being down here in this beautiful and warm country this time of year is that we sorely miss our family and friends.  It is great to see our grandson attending to the leaf raking duties at home in our absense, with his faithful Guard Dog, Sampson, protecting his blindside.

We wish all of you a wonderful Thanksgiving Day and Holiday Season.  We truly have a great deal for which we are most thankful.  We send our love and thoughts to all.

Kim & Kay

We made it to Yuma, but unfortunately without our new driver.  We got to watch him all day the Monday before we left and his favorite place was in the driver's seat and pushing every bottom he could reach.

The Yuma Stake has a Fiesta each year and we were invited by a counselor in the stake presidency. There were tamales and great music.  They featured a Hispanic artist who does all her art work from recycled materials.  This is a most intersting lady we are standing by that she created.  Kim's Boise State shirt didn't seem to help the Broncos on Saturday.

October 2015

You have seen mostly our cute grandson this summer.  How could we help it?  He is so cute. (Remind us that in 14 years.)  So we made a trip to Utah to attend Kim's neice's sons farewell.  He was called to serve a mission in Spain, which is really cool, because his family comes from Spain.

So it is football season !!!

Steve and Cherie, Kim's neice and husband live on a hill in Heber City.  Standing on their front porch was this view.  We stayed in the RV while there and it was not too easy to move it for the picture, but it didn't impede the view of the mountains.

Here we are with the handsome missionary on September 27, 2015, the day before he left for Spain.

Our Trent tried his first ear of corn.  Maybe the butter is better than the corn.

Grandson's grow up too fast.  But firsts are always fun.  Especially your first blackberries.

Trent devouring blackberries.  When blackberries are ripe and good, the only option is to devour them. 

June 21, 2015,

We are on vacation in Martin's Cove, Wyoming.  We have some friends here serving a senior mission.  They help with the treks and with facility maintenance.  This is a very special and sacred place.

We woke up the first morning found what we thought were a few antelope out the window of our RV.  Then we looked more closely and found that there were dozens of them hiding in the grass.  We caught these two, but they were not very good at posing for us.  The mountains in the background are some of the oldest granite mountains in the world.  The smooth stuff at the bottom of the mountain is actually a huge accumulation of sand.   

We are joined by our friends, Elder and Sister Blackhurst.  

Here we are in the middle of Fort Seminole, part of Martin's Cove historical site.  Two French Canadians established a trading post here and were helping so many of the emigrants as they passed through central Wyoming on their way west.  They had closed it down before the Martin Handcart Company came through.  The rescuers brought the people to the fort but they could not all fit in the fort, so they went to a cove in the mountains that had three granite walls to protect them from the wind and stayed there for a few days until the bitter storm passed.  Almost 500,000 people passed through this area to get to points west.  

Kay in front of the Blacksmith shop at Martin's Cove.  Kay made this dress in 1976 while in Alaska during the country's bicenteniel celebration..  It is just a little snugger fit than it was all those years ago. It is the closest thing I have to a pioneer dress.

Kay is never complete without her handsome honey.