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Seeing Spring

Did you know: the Wellsville mountains are considered to be some of the steepest mountains in North America? This is because they are very narrow but not necessarily very tall.

Well whatever they are they are BEAUTIFUL and I love seeing them RIGHT there.

The last few days (when it hasn’t been snowing) I’ve been out in the yard working on our flower beds. There are several out there and they have been grossly neglected over the years (common problem in rental homes).

When we moved in almost a year ago I had the attitude that I am sure most renters do…”It’s not my house so I’m probably not going to waste time improving it…we’ll just wait till we get our own home..someday.”ย  Someday. Someday. I started getting sick of someday.

Here is almost 3 acres at our fingertips. Why wait? So I started digging out the mounds and mounds of weeds and grass. Underneath it all there was actually some day lilies, tulips and peonies! Yay!

I plan to add some lupines, sunflowers and daisy’s to this one bed. Lavender, zinnias, lilacs, craspedia just to name a few in the others. We are going to dig out a whole other section of grass and plant raspberries and even though we wont have any harvest till next year it helps with the boycott of ‘someday’. Yay. No need to wait. Let’s do this!


Over by the barn (that’s apparently about to fall down-yikes) is our humble garden where garlic and onions are already popping through the compost and where all our other vegetables will go including strawberries. yes.


The 3 apple trees are in bad shape but we are going to prune them and baby them so that maybe next year we will have some good picking.ย  Patience, baby, patience.

The final cherry on top and the thing that spurred this attitude change in the first place is ducks! We are going to get little ducklings and raise them in our yard so we have yummy eggs. So excited.

I love working in the dirt. There is something about it. And my boys could stay out there all day (shoeless and in t-shirts in barely 50 degree weather btw). The only downside to all this is I’m going to want to stay outside with them. Instead of you know, cooking and cleaning. Oh well. Welcome Spring.

I am waxing nostalgic today.

I am happy.

I am blessed. I have had a good life.

Ha. I talk like I am and old person or something.

I know I have a lot of good life in front of me too.

I love my husband. So much.

I love my kiddos.

Opening up old files of pictures and scrolling thru them makes me…nostalgic. For the past and the future. Can you be nostalgic for the future?

The house I grew up in still occupies a large part of my heart. It’s not ours anymore and whenever I am in St. George I am tempted to always drive by it, stop by even and ask to go in. But I have stopped doing so. It’s turned from our desert oasis to something unrecognizable.

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It was the party house. Pool, pool house, large backyard…of course it was!


Behind the house was open fields where we rode our 4-wheelers and kept my horse Escalante. Currently these fields don’t exsist anymore as there are houses being built or are already built.


I don’t know why I loved our circle driveway so much. Lots of space for everyone coming and going!


This is what the kitchen looked like for the first 6ish years that we lived there. It later got updated but it was definitely the center of our home.


Love the spanish 70’s tile.


My dad the landscaper did such a beautiful job with our yard. It really was an oasis.

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Being thrown in the pool happened frequently.

These are some pictures that show it a little later in it’s life. Fun fun house.

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It’s just a house. If given the opportunity I am not sure I would even buy it back. It’s the memories made around that house that are precious.

Houses can be purchased or built again. Where memories can be made again. The people that reside and come and go from the homes make it what they are…what they were.

My parents actually just moved into a home in Smithfield and it is quickly becoming ‘their home’ and we already love going there and making memories. I am so grateful for that.


Life is a miracle. Even though it’s so easy to forget that and get caught up in the unimportant and just feel down for whatever reason I always have to remember just what seems to be a primary message from our prophets and leaders lately…to be HAPPY.

There is so much to be happy about!

I love the constant reminders. If I was already perfect I couldn’t enjoy the improvement and the moments where I realize what happiness and joy might feel like in the eternities. ย We get just a taste here…and it’s delicious.๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ

๐Ÿ”ธMmmmm mmmm mmmmm….mmmmm. ๐Ÿ”ธ