What's Not to Like?

SK made the comment today that we still have a month to go before the shortest day of the year....and once again, it seemed that the "day" never fully arrived.  It was another day of twilight.  Looking out across the lake, I could see lights on in many windows, twinkling across the mist.  He asked, "Were we so enamored with everything last year that we didn't notice how dreary it is?"

I know we were enamored, and still are.  I wouldn't describe it as dreary.  I must confess that I love it.  I love the cold and I love the dark days....even days like today with 100% humidity.  There isn't a bit of Danish in my ancestry - that I know of - but maybe it is the Welsh/Scot in me.  I understand Wales and Scotland are pretty dark and stormy.

We walked to the post office, did a little shopping (butter is less than half price so I have been buying a couple each time we go and putting it in the freezer.) and then came home.  SK went to the temple for the remainder of the day and I stayed home for a much-needed rest.

I love serving in the temple, but sometimes Wednesdays and Thursdays can be stressful, especially if we stay late.  So it was lovely to have that quiet time with nowhere to go today.

SK said it was beautiful at the temple today and that 11 of our wonderful YSAs were there on the last session.  They love the temple and they are dedicated to going regularly.  Isn't that inspiring?

Within another 6 weeks, 6 of them will all be out on missions and I think the personality of the center will change.  We have a core group of nearly 50 or 60, who come at least a couple of times a month, but not every week to every event.  These five who will be leaving are almost always to everything.  They are good strong young people who will be excellent missionaries but we will miss them.

One of them is going to Scotland/Ireland.  I hope she likes dark days!