A nice weekend. Brian and Bobbi, James and Jessica came over to watch conference. We also had a fun trip to cut wood, even though there was a slight drizzle. So we brought our chicken picnic home to eat. Conference was really good! as always

I stole these nice photos from daughter Elaine's blog. Nicole and Kelsey were home from college, and it was time to update the family pictures for the scrapbook. She is amazing with a camera. Great looking family. CURT AND ELAINE



ELAINE, CURT, KELSEY
COLTON, KRISTA AND NICOLE.
Since they live in Boise, we don't get to see them too much. They used to have their horses here, and dropped in. Then Dee went to Boise for doctor visits, but now we all stay home.
We miss them!

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In my garden are many flowers, perennials planted there.
who will be coming back next year with very little care
but this year I have tended Grandkids
I watched and helped them grow
Will they be coming back next year? You never really know
and so
I've watered them and fed them
and wiped a lot of noses
the future generations
much more valuable than roses


A flash from the past, this is Kelsey and Nicole Rudd, Elaine's girls
who are right now attending college in Logan. Time goes too fast!










THE LITTLE BOY
by Helen E. Buckley

Once a little boy went to school
He was quite a little boy
And it was quite a big school
But when the little boy
found that he could go to his room
by walking right in from the door outside
He was happy. And the school did not seem
quite so big any more .

One morning,
when the little boy had been in school awhile
the teacher said:

"Today we are going to make a picture"
"Good!" thought the little boy.
He liked to make pictures.
He could make all kinds:
Lions and tigers, chickens and cows trains and boats
And then he took out his box of crayons
and began to draw.

But the teacher said: "Wait!It is not time to begin"
and she waited until everyone looked ready.

"Now" said the teacher,
"We are going to make flowers"
"Good!" thought the little boy.
He liked to make flowers,
and he began to make beautiful ones
with his pink and orange and blue crayons.

But the teacher said, "Wait
and I will show you how"
and she drew a flower on the blackboard.
It was red, with a green stem
"There" said the teacher. "Now you may begin"

The little boy looked at the teacher's flower
Then he looked at his own flower
He liked HIS flower better than the teacher's flower.
but he did not say this
He just turned his paper over and made a flower like the teacher's
It was red with a green stem

On another day when the little boy had opened
the door from outside all by himself, the teacher said:
"Today we are going to make something with clay"
"Good" thought the littleboy. He liked clay
He could make all kinds of things with clay
Snakes and snowmen, elephants and mice, cars and trucks
and he began to pull and pinch his ball of clay.

But the teacher said, "Wait! It's not time to begin!"
then theteacher said: "We are going to make a dish"
"Good!" thought the little boy, and he began to
make some that were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said, "Wait! and I will show you how"
And she showed everyone how to make one deep dish.
"There, Now you may begin"

The little boy looked at the teacher's dish, then his own.
He liked HIS dish better than theteacher's but he
did not say this.

Pretty soon the little boy learned to wait and to watch
and to make things like the teacher
and pretty soon he didn't make things
of his own anymore.

Now it happened that the little boy and his family
moved to another house, in another city
and the little boy went to another school

This school was even Bigger than the other one
and there was no door from the outside into his room

And the very first day he was there, the teacher said:
"Today we are going to make a picture"

"Good!" thought the little boy, and he waited
for the teacher to tell him what to do.
But the teacher didn't say anything.
She just walked around the room

When she came to the little boy she said,
"Don't you want to make a picture?"
"Yes" the little boy said
"What are we going to make?"
"I don't know until you make it"
"How shall I make it? asked the little boy
"Why any way and color you like" she said
"If everyone made the same picture,
and used the same colors
How would I know who made what,
and which was which "
"I don't know," said the little boy
and he began to make pink and orange
and blue flowers.

He liked his new school
Even if it didn't have a door.
Right in from the outside!



I never had a Grandma who'd come stay
when I was small
One who'd give me hugs and tell me
stories about all the things
my mother used to do

Oh, Grandma!
Why'd you have to go
before I even got to earth?
I'd wanted so to grow up knowing you
I do not like God's plan, I never got to be your little girl
my Grandma's girl that was a part of me
in pre-existant days
Oh, Grandma, could you reach down for a minute and just give me a little hug?
I'd feel the love that's in it cross the border
Oh, I know the veil of life is wafer thin
Could you please hold your arms out
Grandma?
I need to come in and get a hug


The picture is of my Mother's mom, Elizabeth Maughan Haslam. They lived in a little town of Wellsville in Utah. She got sick during the great flu and died in 1918 at the age of 43. She left 8 young children.
The frame I got from a friend who was 82, and it belonged to her grandmother, so that's why it is so
beautiful. It's a treasure to me. I wish I'd known her.









PROCASTINATOR'S CREED
Knowing that procrastination is, at least in part, a matter of habit, I will do the following as a matter of breaking the procrastination habit:
I will make the bed as soon as it is empty
I will fill the ice tray immediatly and put it away
I will put the toilet paper on the roll before it is half gone
I will put away what I get out and will not say I will be using it again soon
I will handle the mail as soon as I pick it up and will not leave it in a pile
to consider later
I will hang up my clothes and put away my shoes as soon as they are off my body
I will be visually sensitive to anything out of place
I will remember those three tender little words:
DO IT NOW!
which my conscience whispers when I am tempted to procrastinate.
Yeah, right. The only one I really always do is make the bed the minute I get out of it. Dee can't understand why I have more than two pillows
but I think it's a girl thing.

PEAR HARVEST TIME
The month of September is come and almost gone, and we're glad. With almost 200 trees, mostly pears, some peach and apple, it's a big job to care for them all summer and then pick and sell them in the fall.
But if we work it right and get enough help,we will leave them for another year. Every year about July Dee threatens to cut them all down, but harvest time makes you realize that you are PREPARED.
With Linn, Keiko and David doing most of the work, and Dee and I "supervising" we are now ready to kick back and enjoy the winter with lots of reading and writing. Hooray!




We've also had lots of colds, (no flu shots yet) which accounts for the lack of posts. But I'm repenting. So check back again.

For people who like to be prepared for emergencies, a food supply is a necessity. Wheat being the staff of life, knowing how to make bread is vital. Even if you don't make it all the time, knowing how will give you great peace of mind





FOLLOW THE PROPHET!



When bread got to be 3.00 a loaf, we decided it was time to start baking whole wheat bread again. So I thought I'd share my recipe with you. I made lots of bread when I had a houseful of kids, but when there were just two of us, we got a bread maker and used that. Now, back to making "real" bread.

We are using hard red wheat which is somewhere between 25 and 40 years old. Some has traveled from Oregon to Utah to Fresno and back to Oregon. Most was purchased for 10 cents a pound (today I saw in Emergency Essentials they have it in 46 lb. cans for 47 dollars) So, back to the recipe and a couple of hints.


4 cups warm water


1 cup oil


1 1/2 cups sugar


3 teaspoons baking powder


1 teaspoon salt


3 eggs


1 pkg. (2 1/2 teaspoons) yeast


12-14 cups flour


I use about 3 cups of white flour and the rest whole wheat. I like to add about 1/2 cup cracked wheat. After mixing, I let it double in size, then punch down and make four loaves, baked in well oiled pans.

Wheat handles better if you don't add flour when forming into loaves, just keep your hands moist with oil. Let loaves raise for a long time, maybe 1 1/2 hours or until nice and full in the pan.

Bake at 450 for 10 minutes, then turn heat back to 350 for 25 more minutes. BE CAREFUL, it's easy to eat both ends off a couple of warm loaves.

This bread freezes really well, in freezer bags. Enjoy! Your husband and kids will think you are wonderful!










MORE IDAHO FUN!!

When you count up Mark's 19, Ruth's 9, Karen's 4 and Grampa and Grandma, we had 34 around at one time or another. Somehow reunions that are unplanned just have a way of turning out good.





GRANDS and GREAT-GRANDS

Vacations are mostly for eating and visiting and crashing and being together and loving each other.
The best part of being in Idaho Falls was seeing Jason prepare for his mission. We got to go to a session at the Idaho Falls Temple with him, Ruth, Danny and Karen. We cooked hot dogs in Karen's back yard, and had pizza and milk shakes at Mark's.
Best of all was meeting our two newest great-grand-daughters, Riley (Jake's) and Miranda (Brooke's). As you can see from the photo, Grandpa Fuller still knows how to hold more than one kid at once.

















FUN IN IDAHO FALLS


We spent 8 days in Idaho during August. Spent time in Boise with Elaine and Curt in Nampa with Bobbi and Brian, then on to Idaho Falls.
That's KAREN, ME, RUTH AND DASCHE in the picture.

We stayed with Karen, fun to see her new house and find that the Hills are all settled in. Also got to visit with Mark and family. A total of ... a lot. Then Ruth and Danny and 7 kids dropped by on their way to taking Jason to the MTC. That's KAREN, ME, RUTH, DASCHE in the picture.

Jason is heading for St. Louis Missouri mission. Now we'll have two missionaries out, with Sarah already in Virginia.

It's pretty amazing that Ruth has an 8 month old and a missionary, with 5 kids scattered in between.
We managed to hit the DI twice, out to eat twice, kids took in two movies, and played lots of Wii games in the basement.







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