Middle Child

I was born in the middle of a big family.  A wonderful blessing that came along with that is that ALL my kids were born in the middle of all the (50!) grandchildren.  So now that my kids are starting to have kids, all those kids will be born in the middle of an even bigger pack of kids.  Oh, and they are all beautiful :)

This is going to be harder than I thought.

So I went out and took photos this morning and I had several I liked. Oh well. There was a great close up of the top of the antique chairs of Mark's grandma's that look a lot like the chairs in the Celestial Room of the St. George Temple, there was one of the fresh raindrops on the peonies (probably too sentimental) and a really cool one of thorns that had great "bokeh" going on in the background (I learned about bokeh here.) But I have been injured several time by said thorns and I am mad at them so even though it's probably the best photo I took today, I am not giving it any attention--pretty is as pretty does.
So that leaves this photo--I don't know, I just liked it. Also, the bokeh tells the story--old/new, dead/alive, coming/going. Should I name each photo? If so, this would have the boring, but explanatory name of Daffodils and Delphiniums.
okaybye

PS  I think it looks better big--seeing it on the blog is nothing to write home about.

First day of new blog . . . but

. . . I'm using one of my old blogs because I have so many to keep track of. The other day several of my darling (and talented and creative) nieces challenged me to get back to blogging and taking pictures of things. So this is my new project--to find something beautiful every day and post it here. We'll see how it goes. My rule is that I can only post one photo a day (like my favorite website Bing.) But I usually take several photos of the same thing so I'll have to learn to be discriminating and my other rule is that I have to do it EVERY day and I can't use a photo I've already taken. Hummmmm . . . this could be boring for you, but I digress.

I'm not sure if I'll have narrative--probably not, but today's photo is a blossom from my garden of only peas (why plant anything else?) and I hope to show how a blossom slowly turns into a pea pod so stay tuned . . .

and that which ye call anger was the truth

President George Q. Cannon:

“God has reserved spirits for this dispensation who have the courage and determination to face the world, and all the powers of the evil one, visible and invisible, to proclaim the Gospel, and maintain the truth, and establish and build up the Zion of our God, fearless of all consequences. He has sent these spirits in this generation to lay the foundation of Zion never more to be overthrown, and to raise up a seed that will be righteous, and that will honor God, and honor him supremely, and be obedient to him under all circumstances.”⁷

From Elder Bednar . . .

1. Does the use of various technologies and media invite or impede the constant companionship of the Holy Ghost in your life?

2. Does the time you spend using various technologies and media enlarge or restrict your capacity to live, to love, and to serve in meaningful ways?

A man was having a conversation with God one day and said,

'Lod, I would like to know what the difference is between the Light of your

Truth and the Darkness of Satan? '

He led the man to two doors. He opened one of the

doors and the man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table.

In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and

made the man's mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly.

They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles

that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the

pot of stew and take a spoonful.

But because the handle was longer than their arms, they

could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The man shuddered at the sight

of their misery and suffering.

The Lord said, 'You have seen The Darkness.'

They went to the next room and opened the door. It was

exactly the same as the first one.

There was the large round table with the large pot of stew

which made the man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same

long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing

and talking.

The man said, 'I don't understand.'

It is simple,' said God. 'It requires but one skill. You

see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'