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Weeds in the garden of family love

Weeds in the garden of family love

I was out for my daily garden visit, when it was still the cool of a summer morning, and I noticed again all the little green sprouts that had started to emerge from the rich soil that was getting lots of sun and water. Some 



Once upon there was a moose with an absurdly long mustache. He couldn’t figure out what to do with it until one day he meets…another moose (read: love at first sight) whose hairdo was ridiculously large and bouffant-y. I dare you to read this children’s 

A blank fridge door

A blank fridge door

“Something there is that doesn’t love a fridge door always covered.”

OK, so that is a rediculously misquoted line from a great poem by Robert Frost. But you get where I’m coming from, right?

Sometimes you just want to walk into the kitchen and see a plain, clean fridge door.

No job charts.

No artwork.

No reminders.


It just feels clean.




But there needs to be a place for celebrating someone’s drawing or award or favorite photograph! And there needs to be a place for job charts and bucket lists and dinner menus.

Over the years I have tried many different ways of displaying things. Many times it has been on the fridge, because that is where we look most! It is front and center in the kitchen where we live now.

I’m thrilled to say that I have worked out a system–after only 25 years!–that works for us at this stage of our lives with teens and young adults at home. It is simple! It is neat! I love it!

Are you doing a happy dance, too?

It is a wall calendar for the family and a wall basket for 3 clipboards: the month calendar of dinner meal plans; the job chart; the bucket list.

There is a magnetic board opposite that upon which I put the other fun stuff: the pictures, the invites, the awards, whatever. It is next to the fridge and easily visible, but it isn’t the front of the fridge, so my kitchen can look clean (when we aren’t cooking and making a happy mess in it!)

So there you go: One problem in the universe neatly solved.

“…So easy. So simple. So perfectly perfect.”

(At least until tomorrow, when everything changes again.)

2019 Flower Garden

2019 Flower Garden

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December. James M. Barrie Now that I have created a page on which to gather my posts about gardening, I wanted to put this document here to record what I planted in the flower 



I was so touched by this video that Lane showed us after church at home today. Being a member of a family, I have experienced the need both to repent of my mistakes as a daughter, sister, wife, and mother, and the gift of being 

May 2020 Books

May 2020 Books

The books I’ve put out on display for May reflect what we love to celebrate in May. This month is always a celebration of our mothers and grandmothers and all other women who have nurtured us and impacted our lives for good. It’s also a time for graduations and other celebratory moments. This year we had Nate graduate from BYU! We are SO proud of him!

Here are some of my favorite books related to mothers, women, creation, and and the stories of women who have blessed our lives:

Abuela by Arthur Dorros, illustrated by Elisa Kleven

Are You My Mother? by P. D. Eastman

A Chair for My Mother by Vera Williams

Champions of Change: 25 Women Who Made History by Naomi Watkins and Katherine Kitterman, illustrated by Brooke Smart

Everywhere Babies by Susan Meyers, illustrated by Marla Frazee

God Gave Us Families by Matthew Neeley, illustrated by multiple artists

Grandparents Book: Our Life Story Written for Our Grandchildren (PAST TIMES, Oxford England)

Happy Day: A Bouquet in a Book by Molly Hatch

I Love You As Much by Laura Krauss Melmed, illustrated by Henri Sorensen

I Love to See the Temple by Janice Kapp Perry, illustrated by Michael Muir

I Want to Be a Mommy by Judy Cooley

Jars of Hope: How One Woman Helped Save 2,500 Children During the Holocaust by

Journal of my grandmother, Lucile Pingree

The Lady with the Alligator Purse by Mary Ann Hoberman and Nadine Bernard Westcott

Memories of Mom (a photo book that my children made for me)

Momma, Where Are You From? by Marie Bradby, illustrated by Chris K. Soentpiet

My Home Can Be a Holy Place by Kristen Oaks, illustrated by Dan Burr

Once There Was a Mom by Emily Watts, illustrated by Destin Cox

The Seashore Book by Charlotte Zolotow, illustrated by Wendell Minor

Sister Eternal: A True Story Told by Dieter F. Uchtdorf, illustrated by Ben Sowards

Something to Remember Me By: A Story about Love and Legacy by Susan V. Bosak with Lauire McGraw

The Story of the Creation from the Book of Moses by Daniel and Rebecca Ridges Jensen

What Do You Say, Dear? A Book of Manners for All Occasions by

What Latter-day Stripling Warriors Learn from Their Mothers by Ardeth Greene Kapp

Wheels on the Bus illustrated by Sylvie Kantorovitz Wickstrom

When I Pray for You by Matthew Paul Turner, illustrated by Kimberly Barnes

While Mama Had a Quick Little Chat by Amy Reichert, illustrated by Alexandra Boiger

Who Says Women Can’t Be Doctors? The Story of Elizabeth Blackwell by Tanya Lee Stone, illustrated by Marjorie Priceman

I Want to Say Something 🙋🏼‍♀️

I Want to Say Something 🙋🏼‍♀️

I woke up this morning late. The sleep medication that I’ve been taking the last 3 weeks–which was for the first 2.5 weeks utterly transformative and miraculous feeling by allowing me to sleep again–hasn’t been working as well. This has left me feeling anxious, almost 

Finding my passion…and a good slice of sourdough

Finding my passion…and a good slice of sourdough

I came home today from meeting Sarah at a park in Salt Lake for lunch—a park that, not too many months ago, I was running laps around with her, burning calories instead of consuming them. Today I was just sitting in a comfy beach chair 

A Garden Tour and The Iridescence of Birds

A Garden Tour and The Iridescence of Birds

I was looking out into our backyard this week and loved gazing on the tulips blooming there. It is a corner of our yard that is a delight each spring! I love flowers in bloom!

I was doing a little research online today before I begin planting some new flowering shrubs, perennials and annuals in our yard this spring, when I came across this incredible video home garden tour. Wow! Of course, the garden featured in the tour is in Oregon, which is a completely different climate and soil then our Utah. But still! Such an inspiration! My sister Deborah, a gifted horticulurist, would especially love this.

Don’t you love how the tour guide’s mother taught her to “romance the ordinary?” Her touches of beauty around the home and yard, such as fresh flowers in a vase on the porch when people would gather, helped her and others feel special. I love that! That reminds me of the book, Love Adds the Chocolate. And it reminds me of how Heavenly Father does that for us with “the color of butterfly wings” (“My Heavenly Father Loves Me,” Children’s Songbook, p.228).

It reminded me of how much influence we have as parents on our children! So many things that we love as parents our children will love as well. I considered how knowledgeable this plant lover/nursery owner is in horticulture, and she got her jump start at home, having parents who loved gardening so much and working alongside them all of her childhood.

It reminded me of a book I recently acquired called The Irisdescence of Birds: A Book about Henri Matisse by Patricia MacLachlan/illustrated by Hadley Hooper. This famous French artist’s mother had a major impact upon his artistic development by the colors she painted in their home, the art and flowers she arranged for their kitchen and the plates she painted to brighten up their walls. (Just a flag about this book: It has an illustration that copies one of Matisse’s paintings of nudes dancing in a circle. It isn’t graphic per se, but I wanted to give you forewarning so you won’t check out the book or buy it without knowing first!)

Parents and the home we create–especially mothers–have such an impact on our children! I look forward to seeing how the seeds we have planted in our children bloom and bear fruit in the years to come.

Maggie’s Door

Maggie’s Door

Saturday night I was having a bit of a meltdown: I was really stressed out by something–probably in greater part by being inside too much with the quarantine!–so I hid away in my room and read. Ahhh. Lovely, quiet retreat. And I finished reading Maggie’s