With four of us at home for Christmas, we had a great time playing games. This year we played a lot of Rook, and it reminded me of when we’d stay up late playing games when the kids were young.
Although our Christmas day at the farm was foggy and virtually no snow, we did get some wonderful snow a couple days later. Here’s what it looked like from inside our warm dining room this afternoon.
We had a wonderful Christmas this year. . .we not only had Bob home, but we were able to talk with both John and Mary Ann.
Christmas 2015 on the farm started out cold and foggy. I just had to go outside and capture this picture of our cozy home. We just love living here.
This arrived yesterday via text message from someone in Mary Ann’s mission. . .
Now that it’s been two months since the creation of the Far West Missouri Stake, we finally had a chance to present President Jeremiah Morgan of the Liberty Stake and President Ted Thomas of the Platte City Stake with specially made and engraved wood boxes containing letters of appreciation from members of our stake. Bishop Craig Reeve, former bishop of the Wood Heights Ward, made these boxes, and many, many members contributed cards and letters to be inserted into them.
We had such a hard time arranging a time to get all of us together that I finally resorted to individual meetings. On the Sunday before Christmas, Jeremiah and Rebecca Morgan joined me in the Kearney building so I could present their box to them, and later that night I drove out to Ted and Karen Thomas’ house to deliver their gift. What special men and women they all are!
So, for the past several weeks, our cattle have developed a very bad habit. . .they’ve decided they want to get out of our pastures and go wandering–no matter what!
I have to take the blame for this. It all started because I didn’t get hay in the pasture early enough this year. With so many other things occupying my time and my mind, I just didn’t even think about it. So they went wondering for food–so I can’t really say I blame them. But then, even after we got hay inside the fence, they continued to get out–sometimes multiple times a week.
And when I say they “got out,” I mean it. They’d wander a mile or more away. But, thankfully, we had two things going for us. We have great neighbors (some of whom we don’t even know) who would stop by and tell us where the cattle were, or offer to help us round them up. And we have our most gracious and kind “next door” neighbors, the Halls, who offered up their hired hand Patrick to bring back the cattle multiple times. Without Patrick, we really wouldn’t have any of these darn animals left!
So, it didn’t take much for Mom to convince me that all the longhorns had to be sold. Even the ones that aren’t old enough. Once we got them inside the pen, I wasn’t about to let them out again, except to be sold!
At our very first stake presidency meeting back in October, President Scott Holman suggested that we take a picture of the presidency at the Far West Temple site.
In those first few weeks, we had so much to do that the idea fell from the top of our minds and just didn’t stay a priority for us. Then we couldn’t find a time that all of us could be there at the same time–at least when it wasn’t raining.
Finally, on 12 December, (almost) all of us made it out to the site, where Rebecca took our picture for us. It wasn’t the best day for photos, but at least we finally got the picture taken!
Just received this e-card from John’s mission. Can you find him?