Beneath the Wraps

I saw the leaves scurry quickly across the street when pushed by the angry wind which has been howling the last few days.  It appears that autumn is nearing its end this year. But we have been blessed with warmth and colors and really awesome weather for the most part.   Some trees remain in their brilliant state of gorgeous color while others have been stripped naked - skeletons ready for the harshness of winter.   I hope it's not a harsh winter like last year.  It was cold. Always so cold. Miserably cold.   And summer was unbearably hot. But autumn was awesome. autumn is awesome. Let us keep that awesome feel.   Mother Nature please don't strip the trees. Let them radiate throughout the year - without the wind, without the snow, without the heat, without the cold.

     Jenna and I got off the bus the other day.  It was raining – not a pouring rain, but the sky had definitely produced more than just a drizzle.  We needed our umbrellas (which we just happened to have).  The weird thing was that I also needed sunglasses.      It seemed to be raining north of 3300, but once we turned the corner and continued on our way to the south side, we no longer needed our umbrellas.  We were in the house perhaps only ten minutes or so when we could hear a heavy hail beating all around us.  I looked out the window to see the sun shining still.  Weird.      Yesterday was beautiful – though we started the morning wearing light jackets.  Janna and I took the train to Midvale and walked to the post office and made a stamp purchase and walked over to the library.  On our return I mentioned to Jenna that Ellen and Nate lived close to where we were. ...

         Jenna and I came out of the library to see a brilliant red ball hanging in the sky.             There’ve been a lot of fires in Utah.   Many in the nation. The smoke makes the sun appear to be red.                   I’m sorry for the many whose homes have been lost.             I enjoyed seeing the sun.

--> Nearly every morning Roland gets up at 5:30.   More than not I’ll get up at that time too (provided I’m not already up – due to not being able to sleep in my room) as he needs to be to work by 7:00 (or at least it is the time he chose to be there) but does need to be to work on Wednesdays until 11:00. On Saturday we usually go to the Church to clean.   We try to be there by 8:00 (at least for this month) and then we have the garden at 9:00 (which changes to 8:00 next month – but I think it should already be at 8:00 and then changed to 7:00) and on Sunday he’s got meetings which generally   start at 7:00 or 7:30.   Roland’s usually up by 5:30   regardless.   But I like to stay in bed as long as possible – especially when I haven’t slept well the night before. I didn’t seem to have any troubles whatsoever when Jenna and I were watching one of her TV programs yesterday.   After missing practically the entire program (one I hadn...

          I’m walking my dog at the park when two geese started honking.  Highness hadn’t even noticed them until they brought it to his attention that they were there.  So of course he starts yowling and the geese took off and started circling the park – honking loudly as they flew.           Now since I don’t speak geese, I don’t know if they were warning other birds that there was a crazy dog in the park or if they were announcing: “No – it doesn’t appear to be springtime over here, either.” Or if they were just lost from their flock and asking others to make themselves known. It’s supposed to be springtime huh?  According to the goose’s bodily calendar, it is time to end their southern vacation and get back to work in the north.  But the elements just don’t jive with their predictions.  And it’s frustrating. But geese are not the only ones to suffer here.  I...