Aboration

This is a 100% political post.

So if you don't want to read --- don't.

My social media feed has been splattered with Right to Life posts.

Which is okay.

I too, do not believe in abortion.

I do believe that we need to work harder on teaching people not to get to point 

where they feel they need an abortion. 

 We need to make birth control more available, work harder to help those with addictions, 

and make adoption a better option.

Oh yeah, and of course, support people who have babies and need help.

In my little world, you shouldn't be 'right to life', but not 'right to support life'.

I am talking financially.  I'm talking socially.  I'm talking emotionally.

Eagle Tree

I like to call this the eagle tree.

As it turns out, these eagles like to hunt in the nearby canyon and then hang out in this tree.

This is a Winter thing.

This tree is very well protected from people.

It is impossible to get to, as this property is surrounded by barb-wired fences.

I took a friend out here the other day.

I told her, 

take the 2nd Wendell exit.

-We had a laugh that there are 2 Wendell exits-

Then turn left after the little sign that says Buhl.

Then keep going.

Oh, there's a bar on the corner and the tree is right before that bar.

That is the best I can do for directions.

But there were about a dozen Bald Eagles sitting there.

New ones glide in a take a branch all the time.

I am always impressed.

And I always ask,

Why here?

Why not?

Red Rock

Our visit to St. George was a little chilly.

Let's face it, the natives were in Arctic coats,

but it was okay.

I have to say that to me, there is nothing like the red rocks against the blue sky.

We did two walks.

The first one along the Virgin River.

Not much red rock, but a beautiful day.

The Virgin River is pretty ugly,

just saying.

It was a good walk.

 Our next walk was at Chuckwalla.

This was a beautiful walk.

 Of course, Wes had to climb a mountain.

I was looking out.  

It is the most interesting landscape.

What an interesting tree.

This was the only branch till growing up.

This was a good little walk.

Then we went to Hurricane.

I love that they put these signs up.

It was a good little trip.

St. George Temple

Long story, short, our son needed a ride to St. George, Utah to pick up a car.

I said, "I'll take you there."

Someone asked me if I want to be a snowbird.

Yeah, there is a very strong possibility...in the future.

Back to my adventure.

We dropped off Richard and then spent a couple of nights there.

I have mixed feelings about St. George,

I love the weather, but am not sure about the town.

Anyway, we just went by the temple for a look-see.

I was engulfed in a memory of being at this very place with Wes's grandma, Eleanor Hall.

She lived in St. George as a child and her dad worked in the temple at night.

--maybe a night watchman- 

She had let her kite go and it got stuck in the upper railings of the temple and

he had got it down for her.

My memory was a little fuzzy, but it was a sweet one.

I love these windows on the 1st floor of the temple.

And the palm trees.  Love it.

Took a little stroll around the temple grounds,

And feel in love with the Ornamental Kale.

There is something about these Pioneer Temples that  touches my heart.