Family Home Evening

Time is always so short with K and we're forever meeting up at crazy hours in crazy places just to be together. On Monday, it was FHE on snowshoes! Gorgeous.



We are so blessed to have such close and easy access to all of these recreational places. Our ski poles were "screaming" and "whining" about the cold. Seriously, we both commented on the noises we heard each time we jabbed the things into the snow as we hiked along. Nothing better than spending time in the great outdoors with my Sweetie, listening to things, sharing things, and breathing the same fresh air.



Homework: I had to have a photo of me reading in an interesting place for our Jazz Readathon Kickoff Assembly. The 2011 Newbery Award winner, Moon over Manifest, was announced just that morning. K puts up with me even when I'm burnin' daylight.




We, uh, thought we knew AF Canyon pretty well, but we, uh, discovered a "new" trail. We highly recommend Trail #040 which takes off from Tibble Fork/Mineral Basin. Yay! New trail!



It was getting dark as we headed back to the car. We had our headlamps with us, but we didn't need them, really. We just kept our ears cocked for snowmobilers in case they came ripping around a corner and couldn't see us on the Mineral Basin Road. Something was going on at the parking lot when we returned. Ken noticed it first and thought we had better offer help. A couple of girls (early twenties?) had gone walking around the reservoir, but weren't extraordinarily prepared for the fifteen degree temperatures. One injured her knee and couldn't walk. A couple of guys (late twenties?) were talking to the girls asking if the one was alright and if they could help. When I approached, one girl decided to pull the car up as close as she could while the two guys carried the other girl to the car. She had been scooting on the snow using her hands without mittens or gloves and bawling! There wasn't much we could do, but we did present her with HAND WARMERS! So glad everything worked out. It doesn't take long for cold weather to make a tragedy out of something.