Monday, September 26, 2011

A Once in a Lifetime Experience

I got to do something that I never dreamed I would.

I got to sing with 365 other women in the glorious Conference Center in Salt Lake City.

It was so amazing to join my voice with so many others.  And to sing with that amazing organ.  Its richness cannot be felt through the recording.  Sitting so close to the pipes and to feel their reverberation was exhilarating.

The speakers were amazing.  Some changed my outlook on life.  Feel free to watch it.

Here are some links to the singing:
(The pic of me was lifted from this song.  I am in a group on the last line.)
(This we sang with all in attendance.  On the third verse you will notice a descant.  We were shown the music for this 6 days before and asked to sing.  Miracles do happen.)

It was a joy and special evening to join in with Relief Society sisters around the world.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

A Little Beachy Something

So, my hubby is from Seattle.  I went to high school there and lived there a total of 7 years.
 We go back to the Northwest
a lot.

 We ache for the beach.

It means something to us.
Our home has some beach elements in it.

And I've been editing beach photos of our family.

I want to fill a wall with them.  All different sizes, with uniform frames. 

Hopefully it will get done soon.
This pic is precious because these two are 5 years apart.  And now that they are 12 and 7, they don't do much together.  But at the beach they did.

 I once even got to dress them almost matching.  Not quite, but almost.

 I have over 55 pictures that I've edited to go on my wall.
But my wall is very small.
So, I may have to pick and chose.

I love all of these pictures. 
 They each tell a story.
Grandpa taught the kids lots of secrets at the beach.

Little L has no fear of cold.  She loves the water.
This pic is precious.  My mother-in-law, Beckee, passed away 4 years ago while waiting for a lung transplant.  I have very few pics of her. (I think I take so many pictures now because once someone is gone you can't go back and recapture those moments.)

        They are my art and they make me happy.