October Break

I spent the first part of the week thinking about cleaning the pantry. Didn't happen.
On Thursday Stew and I drove up to Vernon to stay with Dad so Judy could go on a Quilt retreat.
Noticed lots of fall colors, but I think the peak was the weekend before. We were a little disappointed. Then we turned the corner in front of Aunt Millie's old house and found this.

Dad's fruit trees.

It was a glorious sight to behold.

It took my breath away.

The weather was perfect outside, we were able to a little yard work and Stew resealed the our deck up on the mountain. Glad to be home in my own bed, but where did this warm weather come from.

Summer over?

I realize that summer is not even to the halfway mark, but school starts next week. I still have projects to do, places to go and mornings to sleep in.

In June I went to Vernon to take care of Dad while Judy took a vacation. Spent the week planting flowers and taking care of the chickens (nearly killed one). My family came up the last weekend and we spent a nice weekend up on the mountain. I love it when it just my family up on the mountain.

Sweet Abbie enjoyed her time on the mountain.

In July, Stew and I went up for a weekend, just the two of us. Nice and peaceful. Warm the first day, but on Saturday it started raining and turned cold. We had to go into the trailer and turn on the propane lantern to keep warm, it was only 3:30 in the afternoon.


In case you can't make out the clock, it says 3:20pm, 57 degrees, Sat, July 18.

The next weekend I went to Long Beach with Jan and Judy to an International Quilt Show, lots of fun, but spent too much money.


This the at the end of an eight hour bus ride with 45 quilters. A long day, but a really fun trip. I'm ready for next year.

Last weekend we were back up to the mountain for a family reunion. I enjoy seeing and visiting with family, eating good food, playing games. I won a neat wall hanging that Patti made that shows all of the family brands. Lots of fun, but no rain, first time in many years that it did not rain during the reunion.

A view from my porch.

I love going to the ranch, the beautiful scenery, the cooling breezes and my wonderful porch.
My family is blessed to a part of the Naegle clan. To have aunts and uncles who said little, but taught by example is truly a blessing. I love to hear their stories.

This year there were only five of Casper and Helena's grandchildren there, but not to worry there are plenty of fourth, fifth, and more generations.

But my absolute favorite moment was taking a picture of a two headed dear.



In between trips I took care of Abbie, what a treat. She is learning new words every day, and she knows where the treats are (she takes Grandma there several times a day). She smothers Scamp with affection, and is always looking for "Cally". Her new word for Grandpa is "Popper", I think this one might stick. I will be going through withdrawal the first few weeks of school.

Abbie found her own special chair.

Except for the oral surgeries, it has been a great summer!

Three Sisters and a Boat

We just returned from Long Beach. Jan, Judy and I spent the last four days at the Long Beach International Quilt Show. We traveled on a bus with about 42 other quilters, along with a second bus full of quilters. In all, about 90 quilters from Arizona.
We stayed on the Queen Mary, the Grandmother of Cruise Ships.

We spent two nights exploring the decks of the ship, and marveling at the workmanship and history of her many voyages. Tiny rooms for modern beds, ancient plumbing, interesting electrical switches, but absolutely beautiful woodwork.



We spent two days at the quilt show. Saw some beautiful quilts, saw some interesting quilts and saw some quilts that look like--well I'll just say one quilter's treasure is another quilter's bag of rags.

Here are few of my favorites.






This one was exceptional. It was done from a photograph that was cut into ten different pieces and the quilt was done in ten panels done by ten different women.

Now we are home, determined to finish a few projects so we can start some more quilts.

Salt River Canyon

Salt River Canyon

This afternoon Jan and I drove down through Salt River Canyon, our favorite way, due to many reasons, including there are more bathroom stalls in Globe than in Payson.
But there are a few drawbacks, mostly stupid blankety blankety A-- Drivers.
If you fall in any of these categories, please take note.
IF YOU ARE PULLING A TRAILER, GO THROUGH PAYSON,
IF YOU ARE AFRAID OF CURVES, GO THROUGH PAYSON,
IF YOU ARE ONLY GOING 15 MPH, GO THROUGH PAYSON.
IF YOU CANNOT TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOUR GAS PEDAL AND YOUR BRAKE, GO THROUGH PAYSON.
IF YOU INSIST ON SPEEDING UP IN THE PASSING ZONE AND NOT LET ANYONE PASS YOU, GO THROUGH PAYSON.
IF YOU CANNOT LOOK OUT YOUR REARVIEW MIRROR AND SEE THE TWENTY-PLUS CARS BEHIND YOU AND REFUSE TO PULL OVER, GO THROUGH PAYSON.
IF YOU ARE DRIVING THROUGH ARIZONA FOR THE FIRST TIME, GO THROUGH PAYSON.
Salt River Canyon is not for the faint of heart. Only the brave and fearless drive this highway.
Here is another suggestion, just stay home if you are not capable of driving the speed limit.

Otherwise it was a most pleasant trip. A couple of good rainstorms on Saturday and Sunday. The mountain is beautiful. Really green and lots of flowers already blooming. This morning it was 36 degrees. Thank goodness for propane lanterns that warm up our trailers.

Our many thanks to Uncle Cecil and Aunt Millie's family for allowing us to use this beautiful place to rest and enjoy the cooling breezes. It is our heaven on earth.

Happy Mother's Day

Today I will remember my mother, because that is all I have now. Memories.

My earliest memory is riding in the car with her. I always felt safe. She had her own GPS system, we never got lost.

I remember her curling my hair and fixing my ringlets.

I remember her sewing, she made all of our clothes, I only remember three dresses that were purchased. Since we always wore dresses to school, that was a lot of sewing.

I remember her doing the books at the plant. She let me play office with the typewriter and adding machine. And she never seemed to panic when I climbed up to the top of the tanks.

I remember her making fruit cake every Christmas for Dad's customers, The batter looked like vomit, so I never ate it, besides it had nuts.

I remember she always put aside a little bit of fruit salad for me without the nuts, I do not like nuts.

I remember her reading her scriptures.

I remember coming home from school and she would be laying down on her bed playing solitaire and hiding a bag of chocolate star candy under the pillow. We were banished from the room if we tried to tell her the next move she could make. I could stretch my arm up under the pillow and grab a few pieces of candy and then run, thinking that I got away clean.

I remember her waltzing around the kitchen with us while she was fixing dinner.

I remember singing in the car with her on the way home from Yuma and trying to be the first one to sing "I see W- E- L-L- T- O- N" when we came out of Telegraph Pass. We are not a family of singers put in the car we were the King Family and our Love at Home was just a beautiful as theirs.

But most of all, today I will remember her laughter and will be happy because Heavenly Father let me choose her to be my mom.

We Got Abbie

Today is the last day of Spring Break, and I took care of Abbie, sweetest grand baby ever.

She played with Scamp

She read books











She check out Grandma's garden












She watched TV












And she ate strawberries

It was a great day!

Today was also G-tew's birthday, so we went to Joe's BBQ. After the girls stood in line and bought his dinner, they found out that on your birthday you get a free dinner. So G-tew went through the line with me and got a free meal that he will enjoy for lunch tomorrow.
He was going to stay home from work today and visit his favorite thrift stores, but since he was at home sick the first of the week he went to work. Which made him miss his favorite birthday wish. Our former Stake President, Pres. Huber always called all the adults in the stake on their birthday, (an absolutely amazing man), anyway he still calls and it always such a treat. I took the message for G-tew and visited with Pres. Huber for a few minutes. It made my day.

Now for the insantity going on in Washington, I found a few quotes that I think fit the occasion. Funny how they are relevant today.

Mark Twain -
Suppose you were an idiot.
And suppose you were a member of Congress....
But I repeat myself.

Robert Frost -
A liberal is a man too broadminded to take his own side in a quarrel.

Abraham Lincoln -
You cannot help men permanently by doing for them what they could and should do for themselves.

Theodore Roosevelt -
Every immigrant that comes here should be required within five years to learn English or leave the country.

Benjamin Franklin -
We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.

Our congress sure is working hard. We should require that all legislators pass a reading exam before be sworn into office, and take occasional pop quizzes on the Constitution.

Happy Birthday Dad

Today is my Dad's 88th birthday. I have been thinking of some of the things I learned from him.

1. Be on time. We were never late for anything, and it really bugs me to wait for other people or be sitting in church and the same people always come in late. Now I am an attendance clerk at the grade school down the street and have little patience for late students.

2. Make do with what you have. Dad was always taking old things and making something new out of it. Like our old TV cabinet, he made a chest of drawer out of it. In Wellton, he took some old poles and made a beautiful grape-stake fence. Our patio was made from some old brick he found. Now I am making jean quilts out of old blue jeans and finding great satisfaction in making do with what I have.

3. Take care of your animals and treat them like a member of the family. Dad loved his dogs and they loved him. There is nothing like having your dog curl up at your feet on a cold night.

4. If your are lost out in the desert, look for power lines and they will lead you to civilization. That may seem to be not really important, but I think Dad was telling me to always look for the source of the power in everything and I would find my way, in my schoolwork, in my everyday problems and in finding my testimony. I have always remembered riding in his gas truck and looking for the power lines.

5. To be charitable. Dad was always helping someone who was less fortunate than we were. He brought some home to sleep in the room out back. If someone ran out of gas out on the highway he would stop and give them a couple gallons of gas off of his truck. If someone came to the plant and ask for money, he would go to the store and buy him some groceries. Now as I watch what is going on in this country I realize I need to be more charitable to those that are less fortunate than I.

6. Here are a few JT'isms
If your feet smell and nose runs, you were built upside down.
If you were standing in the way of him trying to watch TV, you have been drinking muddy water.
One finger means pass the milk, two fingers means pass the bread.

7. Forgiveness is possible. He finally forgave Jan for shaking the french dressing without a cap and throwing it all over his freshly painted kitchen wall.

8. Work until the job is done. Dad worked long hours providing for his family. We always waited until Dad got home to eat dinner, but we always ate together as a family even late some times. But we knew that there was a farmer who could not do his work unless he had the gas to do it, and that was Dad's responsibility.

9. If you accept a calling from the Lord magnify your calling. If it includes going to meetings you better be there, even if the meetings are 30 miles away. Dad and Mom always gave 100%+ to their callings.

10. Love the Lord. I know that my Dad has a testimony and it has never wavered from the day that he was baptized. He has an amazing ability to remember scriptures and a knowledge of gospel principles that I have relied on many times. I am now trying to fill my own lantern with oil.

Happy Birthday Dad, thank you for the lessons.