Aunt Marian and Uncle Sharon

There was one Saturday this summer when we awoke and didn't have anything on the agenda. Those kind of days happen about once a year around here. So as we lie in bed, I asked Armando if he wanted to go to the mountains or take the girls to Wheeler Farm and he said, "Why don't we go to Provo and visit your family?" Why didn't I think of that? It was the best idea I had heard in a long time. So I got up and called my Great Aunt Marian and asked if we could pop in and visit later. Lucky us, they'd be home all day. After a few hours of feeding, bathing, changing, and feeding, we were finally on our way. And it was a delightful visit with family I hadn't seen in much longer than I want to admit. As always, Aunt Marian had lots of faith-promoting stories to tell about children and grandchildren of the 16+ children she and Uncle Sharon raised. And she told us details of the remodeling and decorating that they are always doing to the little convent they own in Eureka, UT. I love being around Aunt Marian because she always looks on the up side and is always happy.

She showed the girls some of the dolls she has and it reminded me of visiting her mother (my great grandmother Reva Atherley Larsen) who was always sewing and crafting and making dolls.

After a little visit inside, they took us out to share some of the fruits of their labor in their delicious raspberry garden.

The girls loved it.






Their yard was blossoming everywhere. And they were harvesting all kinds of yummy things in their garden. Marcela and I chewed on some fresh rhubarb on the way home. I'd never tried it other than in strawberry-rhubarb pie, but I really liked it.

Thanks Aunt Marian and Uncle Sharon for letting us pop in and visit and sharing your love for family, life, children, and a yummy garden with us.

XO,
Daisy

P.S. I'll be posting pictures of your beautiful flowers soon Aunt Marian.