Let's Have a Look-See

We took a couple of hours to drive to the Wood River Valley and look at what was left of the leaves.  If you haven't taken a moment to listen to the river and watch the leaves float down from the trees, I highly recommend it.  The walk was nice. And finding these leaves floating in the river was peaceful. It's Fall Ya'll 

I was trying to get to the Post Office yesterday to send a birthday gift to my sweet grand daughter.  Remember that I live in a small town in Idaho. When I got there the two employees were outside trying to get a look at the eclipse. I told them to take there time. I still needed to put the gift in a box.  When they came in one if them gave me a pair if glasses so I could look too.   It was breathtaking.  This kind gester changed my view and testified that there is a God who loves and knows me.  I took a walk later and was awed by the color of this tree.  And this one. For the beauty of the Earth. He created it for our joy. 

My mom is still keeping me on my toes.  The other day I had a Facebook memory pop up.  We all have the same middle name. Then the giants fired their manager. It's hard to believe she wasn't excited about that. Then in General Confrence this morning someone gave a talk about guiding tours in the Feather River temple and then dropped the name, Virgil Atkinson.  I groaned, Wes groaned and I'm pretty sure my mom rolled over in her grave.  And I finished the thank you cards today. Some of them were pretty hard to write. I wish I could talk to her. I miss her, but am happy to have these gentle reminders of her life. 

Verna Kay Mathews Empey was born January 19, 1934 in Logan Utah.   She lived a peaceful small town life in Providence Utah. There was ice skating, dolls and dresses.  She said that she could read chapter books in Kindergarten and that her favorite room at school was the library. She took piano and dance lessons and had plenty of family around her. Her uncles each spent time at their house while they lived in Logan to go to school.  Most of her life she lived next door to her grandparents.   She was a good girl and said she never got into trouble. Her mother had a bad heart as a result of Rheumatic Fever as a child,  and was not supposed to have any more children but she always wanted a brother and was very happy when Larry was born when she was 8.   When she was in the 7th grade her mother had a stroke. She recovered pretty well, but Kay had to help around the house under her mot...