Sometimes,
Intelligence professes ignorance
while
Ignorance professes intelligence.
Side Stuff
Stuff I don’t know what to call
During My Absence…
I’m running away. Heading for the hills. But just for the week.
Monday morning I’m going to the Uinta Mountains with five other leaders and nine young women (yes, yes, I know that’s a high ratio of leaders to girls). We will spend a week hiking, listening to inspirational talks, laughing, crying (in a good way), feeling the Spirit, learning gospel principles, and so much more. And we will do all this without one single campfire (take that Boy Scouts!). Fires are still banned here in Wyoming. But that’s okay; it will be a great week anyway. It’s always a highlight of my summer and a great opportunity to get to know the young women and other leaders in our ward.
One of the perks of Girls’ Camp is it allows me – or forces me – to be sans technology. No cell phones, iPads, iPods, computers, etc. are allowed (leaders do have cell phones for emergencies but we have to go up the hill to get service. No Verizon, I can’t hear you now).
I could have been ambitious and wrote a few blogs ahead. But ambition has never been my strong suit. Instead, we’ll do a retro-ck’s days next week. So, if you’re reading something and it sounds familiar, you’re not going crazy (unless you want to be).
Enjoy your week and I’m sure you’ll get a full report when I get back. Eventually.
The Connection
People in a small town are interwoven as if connected by a giant spider web. Be careful who you talk about, there’s a chance the subject of your story is related to the listener!
It was a small group of people who gathered around the opening in the earth. If the deceased man had friends while living, none were compelled to brave the biting cold weather to bid him farewell. Winter in Wyoming reaches inside a person and clenches the bones. So, only a few family members came to say goodbye. And only those that felt obligated to come.
Ring of Fire
Perhaps you haven’t heard, the west is currently burning up. Literally. Fires in Colorado, Utah, and Wyoming are causing devastation and destruction among the human inhabitants. So much so, last week when I checked the local forecast, I saw something I’ve never seen before.
We could use rain instead. Is there any rain in the smoke?
Did you notice? The forecast calls for smoke. Some days are better than others. Yesterday was not a pleasant day. When we went to bed last night, everyone had a hint of that distinct “camping-fire” stink. But with none of the benefits (s’mores). I don’t dare bring out my fire pit at the moment because we are living in a fuse that if ignited the whole town would burn to the ground. In probably five minutes.
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