Sunday morning we picked up Sister Lorraine Sawyer in Moravia, NY and took her to meetings with us. She had gone to the Women's conference the evening before where this photo was taken of she and another faithful Sister Lucille Hapgood from the Cortland Ward. Sister Sawyer is a tiny women and sort of reminded me of my mother Fay. It was a delight to visit with her. We hope we can take her to church many more times as we travel to Cortland. They were passing out chocolate cheese cake after church and she insisted we stay until she got some...that was cute and she enjoyed it.
MONDAY MORNING IN THE ADIRONDACKS
Elder Bushman just couldn't wait to see the leaves turning, so he drove us up to the Adirondacks after we left Church on Sunday. We spent the evening in Watertown and then drove into the Adirondacks on Monday morning. I got me a good book and was hunkerd down to read all day....we saw some pretty sites right off and then the book was put away and we experienced Indian Summer in the Adirondacks! This picture is when I laid down the book and got the iphone out...isn't this beautiful!
All the hills were covered in oranges, reds and yellow and green.
A memorial to those killed in the wars.
Elder Bushman could hardly contain his excitement as we passed lake after lake of beautiful fall colors.
We found a swinging bridge, which we crossed...and of course a board broke at the end and I fell flat on my face...so was a little more cautious walking back...I wouldn't trade this experience for anything, even though I will have a black and blue shin for a few days...wouldn't you know...
See this awesome swinging bridge!
These trees were along the banks of the river.
Elder Bushman was grinning from ear to ear all day. We went on the most perfect day and the sun made the colors of the leaves shine.
By the time we returned to Palmyra Inn, we had traveled 477 miles. The song "500 miles" came into my brain and I have been humming it every since. " 500 miles, 500 miles...You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles." We are going on a train ride on Thursday through the Adirondacks again with the missionaries...guess that is where this thought comes from. Toot, Toot!
The folage is spectacular!
I quit getting out of the car as every corner we turned was another beautiful scene.
I did finish the book I brought along and it was fabulous also:
"New, from the bestselling author of the Niederbipp Trilogy. Ben Behunin's newest book, Borrowing Fire, is the story of a former funeral crasher (Paul Shafer) who spent a year of his life attending the funerals of strangers in search of answers to life's big questions. When his journal from this year of discovery is unexpectedly returned to him, his seven-year-old daughter, Eve, begins asking questions. A road trip back to where the story began enables Paul to share the past he's tried so hard to protect her from, as well as giving him a chance to finally tell his wife, Rachel, the truth that has been waiting many years to be told. And though the road home is familiar, the contents of the journal carry them all to a place they never could have imagined, filled with friends they've never met. A tale of hope and redeeming love, Borrowing Fire, shares the joy and transformation that stems from putting off fear, and embracing life, love and light."
"Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" p 301 in the book.
"Here I raise my Ebenezer
Hither by thy help I come
And I hope by thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home."
The folage is spectacular!
I did finish the book I brought along and it was fabulous also:
"New, from the bestselling author of the Niederbipp Trilogy. Ben Behunin's newest book, Borrowing Fire, is the story of a former funeral crasher (Paul Shafer) who spent a year of his life attending the funerals of strangers in search of answers to life's big questions. When his journal from this year of discovery is unexpectedly returned to him, his seven-year-old daughter, Eve, begins asking questions. A road trip back to where the story began enables Paul to share the past he's tried so hard to protect her from, as well as giving him a chance to finally tell his wife, Rachel, the truth that has been waiting many years to be told. And though the road home is familiar, the contents of the journal carry them all to a place they never could have imagined, filled with friends they've never met. A tale of hope and redeeming love, Borrowing Fire, shares the joy and transformation that stems from putting off fear, and embracing life, love and light."
"Here I raise my Ebenezer
Hither by thy help I come
And I hope by thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home."
"Samuel placed a large stone at the place where this restoration began. He publicly dedicated it as a monument to God’s help, God’s faithfulness, God’s eternal covenant. And as the people got on with their lives, the stone stood there, visible to all who passed that way, a reminder of judgment and repentance, mercy and restoration.
The Ebenezer stone represented a fresh beginning, a reversal of course for God’s people. It also said something important about God: his mercies are everlasting; his covenant is forever." 1 Samuel 7:12 I highly recommed this book if you are discouraged with where your life is heading. I am sure we all need an "Ebenezer" to help us on our travels home! Thank you Ben Behunin, the book writer potter for an excellent read!
I guess with all the pictures this blog should end...I hope you enjoyed our 500 miles of trees as much as we did! Have a good week everyone. Oh, read the Book of Mormon too...remember Samuel The Laminite! I'm sure he traveled 500 miles too!
Beautiful. Enjoy your blog.
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