The month of March is supposed to "come in like a lion and go out like a lamb” or so the saying goes. April is the month when Spring comes and with it, flowers. However, up here in the mountains, it snowed all day. When night came, it really began to accumulate. It was the first time this season that I could not make it driving up the driveway!
Rex and I watched the first two sessions of the 176th General Conference (of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.) In between and afterwards, I spent a few hours lost in the kind of work I love to do: extracting and indexing family history records from northern New York. They will eventually be reproduced for the genealogy newsletters I compile. Today, I worked on The Genealogical Journal of Oswego County, NY to the great contentment of my heart.
When Rex and I finally came home from watching Conference down at the church, there was a bunch of flowers on the porch. Our home teacher (the sweetheart!) had remembered what I’d said during his last visit. When asked if they could do anything for me/us re: the surgery or afterwards, my immediate response was, “Flowers would be nice.” His gift graced our kitchen table and livened up the kitchen for many wonderful days.
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