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Tuesday, November 26, 2013. On Sunday, Aaron and I got back from China! The Great Wall of China. Before the long hike up. Everyone was looking at Aaron like he was crazy! The Chinese people would look at him and laugh. So here is our Hero picture! It was a lot of steps. Something obviously gets lost in the translation. In the back is Nelson from Guatemala.
Tarah, Travis, Bryson, Lucas and Austin. having lots of fun! Thursday, June 30, 2011. The boys were amazingly patient this year as Mommy had just had leg surgery 2 days before Easter. I could barely walk and was so sick from my medicine but the boys made my day with their enthusiasm and excitement for the holiday and their care for me. We had a fun little Easter egg hunt here after Church. The boys LOVED looking for eggs! Sunday, June 5, 2011.
Sunday, November 30, 2014. Friday, November 28, 2014. Saturday, November 22, 2014. Tuesday, November 18, 2014. And my camera is back in business. Sunday, June 22, 2014. Thursday, June 5, 2014. Saturday, May 10, 2014. Friday, April 25, 2014. Wednesday, April 23, 2014. Thursday, April 17, 2014. Friday, April 4, 2014.
This blog is for anyone who likes beer. Thursday, April 15, 2010. This was the first use of the Better Bottle fermenters. So far, they are awesome, especially when you have to load them up in the car and drive them home. MF Stout, ver 2. Brewed her on Friday April 2nd, 10 gallons OG was 1. 072, which is right on the numbers. Everything went well, except for the drill. Picture of the brewing crew.
Thursday, April 17, 2014. Have a beautiful day! Links to this post. Sunday, April 6, 2014.
Wednesday, 1 August 2012. I then drove up to the Uchaf site to find him there waiting for the others. Anyhow we all assembled and was setting off at 9 am taking the path behind the farm and passing below Tryfan Bach. Below,Pen yr Ole Wen across the valley. From the lake you get a great view of Tryfan. We made our way b.
Everyone has a story that is waiting to be told. The echoes die away, the path again empty, winding past the buildings in disrepair, sculptures graceful, comfort the rage, an angel of mercy found, made of marble, but cold with a heart of stone, as the walk continues, solitary and alone.