The Greater Green Grass Area

I was on a mission last Saturday to fix our sprinkling system. Something is wrong when several areas of grass beside sprinkler heads are yellow and dying. I was determined to make it more efficient. Turning each set on, I watched the heads struggle to pop up,their spray barely reaching above the shortest blades of grass. Most were too deep in the heavy over growth of grass to do any good. Tilted heads watered the sidewalk and some sprayed inconsistent due to splits in their tops.

I was like a toddler running through the sprinklers trying to find each head, dig down to it, clear the area and jimmy the flexible end attached to it up to the top of the grass. I became drenched with the goal of green grass. Every neighbor driving by thought I was insane. Dirt, grass and weeds flew as each head was loosened from it's overgrown grave. Unfortunately grass grows, but sprinkler heads do not. Grass lumps were shoved under each spot to maintain the proper height.

Most heads were coaxed to a better place. The ones I missed are being marked with my handy yard tool until 'someone' gets their butt outside to finish the job.

Watch for greener grass on this side of the fence.

'The Great Family Get-to-Gether'

Ah, 'The Great Family Get-to-Gether' resulted in a miracle photo that shows how much fun it was with 90% smiles (although photo shows only 50% smiling)of the 65% in attendance. Take one beautiful day, add 13 people, 4 cars, one disqualified softball game, a yummy breakfast and you have a hike to Donut Falls. All of us got a legal parking space and made it to the end of the trail.

10% made it to the top, 5% had walking sticks they liked, 50% waded in the water. Many were fearful of hike fatigue, but snacks at trail's end overcame that. Some saw moose, most got hot, everyone ate and had fun. Several took photos, mountain views were enjoyed, no one complained (to me) and we talked of repeating it again next year. Thank you all for coming because we needed it. Love Mom

Made It to Martin Harris Pageant

With my nephew's wedding in Logan last week, we decided to go the the Martin Harris Pageant, too. Only problem is I didn't buy gas when the tank was low, thinking there was one more station, but there wasn't. Twenty miles later at 7:10 pm, we sat at the crossroads of three towns with an empty tank. Tiny Clarkston, where the pageant was(fifteen miles away,)probably didn't have gas. Logan and Wellsville were our choices. Not knowing how far it was to each town, we turned toward Wellsville. Ten miles later we gased up.

Heading back toward Clarkston I wished for rain to delay it, because the paper said it began at 7:30pm. How dumb, we would miss half of the play, I could only be mad at myself. Arriving at 8 pm what a miracle to see we were actually early. The play started at 8:30. Yeah! Great seats, play & time to relax and forget my fiasco.

Martin Harris, one of the Three Witnesses of the Book of Mormon, came to Utah in 1870 at the age of 87 and settled in Clarkston, Utah, where he died on July 10, 1875. He enjoyed sharing his testimony with those who would visit him and encouraged them to share his story and testimony with others

On July 10, 1925, the 50th anniversary of Martin Harris' death, LDS Church President Heber J. Grant dedicated a large granite monument on the gravesite with an inscription telling of Harris' role as a special witness and his testimony of the Book of Mormon. Also, a copper box containing a Book of Mormon, a Doctrine & Covenants, and testimonies of many of the people who had known Martin and heard his testimony was placed at the base of the monument.

The pageant became a reality on a hill at the edge of the Clarkston Cemetery about twenty years ago. If you are in the Cache Valley this summer, be sure to see this free play about his life July 30th-Aug 13th. Be smart & buy gas at the freeway exit.