While out for my walk the other day I saw the perfect sunset. Since I am practicing taking pictures (and what better subject to work with than sunsets?) I wanted to capture the moment with a photo. But I wanted to just get up the hill a little ways so that I would have a better view. Continue reading
Author: cksdays
The Scrooge of Halloween
Things I’m willing to try…
A nice long nap may not solve the world’s problems or even my problems but that doesn’t mean I can’t test it out. Just to make sure. Continue reading
General Conference thoughts: Let Us All Press On
by President Russell M. Nelson
Next week we begin again with another conference and more messages. Continue reading
That time I was a Red Sox fan
The title is misleading a bit. I have always considered myself a Red Sox fan by inheritance. My fan status for all my sports teams comes from my dad. He likes the Denver Broncos. I like the Broncos. He likes the Boston Red Sox. I like the Red Sox. He is a Wyoming Cowboy through and through. I’m a Cowboy. I don’t have to invest time watching the games, I’m just a fan. It’s in my blood. I just keep track of the final score. It’s not all that difficult to do since I usually hear about the game from my dad. Continue reading
Which Witch?
Which witch are you looking for?
Which witch will you burn?
Which witch did you so wrong?
Which witch took a left turn? Continue reading
I must
Or it might be more I should? I should. I must. Potato potahto. Continue reading
General Conference thoughts: Prepare to Meet God
by Elder Quentin L. Cook
If I remember correctly, I was a missionary when I first heard or at least understood the three-fold mission of the church. Perfect the saints, missionary work, temple work. I think the wording is a little different today but the objective is still the same. Continue reading
Suffer the Children…
I recently had the opportunity to babysit Bubba’s two children, Lil B and Lil K. As mentioned in a previous post, at the time they were two months shy of four and one week shy of two. In other words, they were full of energy. We were staying at my sister’s at the time and they were doing what children do best – keeping themselves occupied and busy. My sister has a small replica of the Christus that proved to be a temptation for little fingers and busy hands. They wanted to touch it. Of course, since it wasn’t their home or statue their dad had warned them not to touch it. They heard the admonition, they understood the meaning, their desire to touch increased. Continue reading