I digress.
One of my favorite places to go back then was Memory Grove.
I liked the quietness of it, and the fact that I was able to sit and write. Or just be.
Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity. Margaret D. Nadauld
Monday, July 25, 2011
every mile a memory
I spent what I consider to be my formative years in Salt Lake City. I lived there in the 1980's, when it was still a little bit isolated from the outside world.
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I have a lot of fond memories of living there, and I made some friendships that are lasting through today. That is a huge accomplishment, to say the least, as we maintained contact over the years when social networking or email didn't exist.
I digress.
One of my favorite places to go back then was Memory Grove.
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I liked the quietness of it, and the fact that I was able to sit and write. Or just be.
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I would walk along the creek or run on the trails.
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I had my favorite bench to stop and write.
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There was a chance to give pause at the chapel.
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And just be.
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I digress.
One of my favorite places to go back then was Memory Grove.
I liked the quietness of it, and the fact that I was able to sit and write. Or just be.
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