Spring has sprung in Southern California, although honestly it is hard to tell since we have flowers all year long. Today I was wondering about my garden in SLC. I invested a fair amount of time in perennials and always loved this time of year. The bulbs come out and there is promise in the wind. The Red Leaf Oak in my front yard here has beautiful blossoms so I posed Spencer behind the branches. What's a picture without a body Tomorrow we start our local vacation. We will spend a couple of days in San Diego (Legoland) and next week a few days on Catalina Island. When I tell people we are going to Catalina, so many say, "I've lived here all my life and never 
been there." I told my brother Steve we were going and he reminded me of a great trip we took there when we were Spencer and Michaela's age. It made me remember a rather touching side to my brother Steve. Years ago when we were just older than Spence and Michaela, maybe 12 and 13, we used to participate in the MS 20 Mile Walk-a-Thons. You would ask your friends and family to pledge a certain amount per mile you walked. We started out with neighbor friends but Steve and the boys quickly moved ahead. My friend, Karen Shingler, was worn out and wasn't able to finish, so around mile 16, I was alone. I was so tired and a bit lonely, I wondered if I should just quit as well. Steve had finished the race and he was in the car looking for me along the path. I was still an hour and a half from finishing and ready to give up but he chose to walk with me the rest of the way. So he really walked 24 miles. That night I remember blisters and my Mom putting together plastic bags full of water and Epsom Salts and for the rest of my life I will remember my brother walking with me when I was discouraged much like our Elder Brother.
been there." I told my brother Steve we were going and he reminded me of a great trip we took there when we were Spencer and Michaela's age. It made me remember a rather touching side to my brother Steve. Years ago when we were just older than Spence and Michaela, maybe 12 and 13, we used to participate in the MS 20 Mile Walk-a-Thons. You would ask your friends and family to pledge a certain amount per mile you walked. We started out with neighbor friends but Steve and the boys quickly moved ahead. My friend, Karen Shingler, was worn out and wasn't able to finish, so around mile 16, I was alone. I was so tired and a bit lonely, I wondered if I should just quit as well. Steve had finished the race and he was in the car looking for me along the path. I was still an hour and a half from finishing and ready to give up but he chose to walk with me the rest of the way. So he really walked 24 miles. That night I remember blisters and my Mom putting together plastic bags full of water and Epsom Salts and for the rest of my life I will remember my brother walking with me when I was discouraged much like our Elder Brother.Enough for now...Love to all.
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