
This week we said goodbye to Richard’s dad who passed away on May 12. Oh, how we love and miss him.














We celebrated Richard’s birthday this week. We love the way he gathers our family on vacations and takes advantage of every minute. I’m thankful for his kind and gentle parenting of our children and his delight in our grandson. He works hard in a difficult field and I’ve noticed that he takes a lot of calls from people who need his expertise. He also gets calls from people who want his advice on ATVs and he’s the navigator when his friends go on 4-wheeler rides. He is a planner and an engineer, through and through. He has a church calling that demands a lot of time and self, and in this service, he shows us what it looks like to keep covenants with God. We love him!

The best part of each day lately is when Richard and I sit down to watch an annual family Christmas video. We have made these videos since 2003, so if we want to see them all before Christmas, we begin early. They feature our kids’ performances, piano pieces, and sometimes lip syncs to Christmas songs. They end with a slideshow of the year’s photos put to music. They were originally intended for the grandparents, but as the years pass, they probably bring the most delight to us.
We are working on the 2025 installment. There is always a story to tell about family.
Here is a part of our 2014 video:

These two are a set each football season, usually in our living room. Tim got tickets from work to the BYU v Utah game last weekend and invited Richard.

Richard sent me this photo and said to notice the prominent Provo Rock Canyon temple under construction above the stands.
I know football pretty well. I hear the games and the podcasts and analysis, but it’s usually while I do some hand sewing or reading. I didn’t watch at home, but monitored the score to know how happy or disappointed Richard would be, and I smiled when BYU won.


Richard took Daniel, Tim, and Queenie to Marysvale to pick up our truck where it broke down three weeks ago and was getting repaired. It was a tender mercy that the mechanic was so convenient and kind. He even stored our trailer and three 4-wheelers at his house.
Richard arranged for a do-over for the activities from the Ross reunion that our kids missed three weeks ago. They stayed in the usual campground, took a ride on the mountain on the four-wheelers, had a picnic, and got rained on.
So many details need to be juggled on trips like this and it takes great effort. Our kids have the kind of father who handles these details, and he was even prepared with matching rain gear. 😁



I took about 200 pictures of Tim and Queenie on Saturday night at Albion Basin with a backdrop of wildflowers, mountain peaks, and a beautiful sunset. Wildflower season brings crowds, and Richard circled in the truck, waiting for a parking spot while we began taking photos. Somehow, among all the brides and grooms and families, we were able to take photos without people in the background. I told them to pretend they were the only ones there and not worry about onlookers. Other times, we had the path to ourselves. I felt pretty lucky to have this time with them.