daffodils, saints, & ghosts

lately i've had some nice adventures. my friend elaine is obsessed with ghost towns, and has a rather outdated (1978) guide to those in ut (i say this because my own town spring city is in there and it is anything but a ghost town these days). about two weeks ago we drove to the other side of ut lake in search of one. . .to no avail. but it was a pretty drive, and we had fun. then today we went in search of some in the west desert, the first two were a bust, but the third was a jackpot. ophir. we fell in love. it was a charming little row of buildings up a lovely little canyon, and there were some cool mines we explored.

at the beginning of this week pack and i went to st. george for a few days. i had to present at the urpa (utah recreation and parks) annual convention, and pack's parents have a condo down there. we enjoyed the 70+ weather, watched cable, took nice walks, explored cute antique/quilting/thrift shops (i found some great skirts, and some cool plates), and enjoyed each others company. pack is one of my most favorite people ever.

in general i am so happy spring is finally looking like it might just stick around. easter was nice and mellow at home with the rents in spring city.this is a view looking towards vernon out in the west desert. this is the area settled by the bennions back in my great great grandpa isreal's time. my grandparents lived out here for a short time in a one room cabin with no water or electricity, and my dad spent all his summers out here. it feels like home.