Coming Home from Needles

It was a stormy day, however we saw some very pretty scenes on our way home from Needles we would like to share with you. Near the air port

Horses in the field

The horse head

Monticello Temple - the horse head in the back ground

The Needles

Albannach

http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1029681/ntune_tv_grandfather_mountain_highland_games/
Click on the link and watch the video from The Grandfather Mountain Highland games festival.
Every year the "Grandfather Mountain Highland games and Gathering of O Scottish Clans" is a huge event. This video just might get you wanting to go someday to be a part of this awesome event. Think about it, maybe we could have a family reunion there. Start saving your money.
You can check it out here: http://www.gmhg.org/

Scotlands Anthem / Praise to the Man

The song you hear is originally Scotland's Anthem. The LDS church changed the words as you know them, "Praise to the Man." I love the original version, the words are beautiful, and I'm proud of our Scottish Heritage. If you would like to see the Low family Crest just type, Low Family Crest into google search and it will take you there.

Scotland the Brave

Hark when the night is falling Hear! Hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling,
Down thro' the glen.
There where the hills are sleeping,
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirits of the old Highland men.
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.
High in the misty Highlands,
Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet you,
Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that shines from fair maiden's eyes.
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.
Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the kiss Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.

Cute

Avena and Melany spent some time with us today. Grandpa was outside changing the oil in

the Explorer and the girls were standing by the door watching. I happened to glance over just in time to see Lucky (our neighbors dog that we are babysitting) curiosity getting the best of him as he shoved his way in between them. They all stood there for quite a while. I had to giggle and of course grab my camera.

Our Valentines Evening

We had to add more table settings ... what a blessing...

Festive Decorations....

Our Valentine tree.... I crocheted the hearts.

For Valentines Day we like to celebrate it as a family. Then Dave and I will go out to dinner

tomorrow night. I try to make it a very special time to celebrate our love for each other.

Our Menu:

Roast Beef

Baked Potato's

Mixed vegies

Bread

Red Jello mixed with Cool Whip

Heart cakes

After we finished dinner we played cards. Hubert and a friend of Lindsey's ate dinner and played cards with us. We are truly thankful for this awesome day. Our love extends to all of you.

Having our new Grandson born on this special day has been an awesome blessing.

My Canyonlands

For the past five years living part of the time at the Needles District of Canyonlands, I have always had a very deep love for the Needles. We love walking the trails, billions of stars light the night sky, and the milky way reveals itself more than most places in the world. When you spend time there you gain a new appreciation for nature gaining a love so deep that you pray it stays protected forever.
One day I went to the visitor center to buy a book. I looked at the many titles and beautiful illustrations on the covers when I noticed the words on one of the books "My Canyonlands." I took the book in my hands and thought to myself, "I beg to differ, it's my Canyonlands." I decided I wanted to read about this man Kent Frost who wrote the book. I took it home and started reading it with my family. The next day after being extremely impressed by the first chapter, I went back to the VC and bought a book for each one of us so that everyone could follow along. I wanted to buy the book for the entire world. We learned so much from this man, Kent Frost. I was so touched by him that he quickly became my Hero, next to my husband anyway. I always hoped that we might meet him someday not believing we would.
It finally happened on the 7th day of February when Grandma, Dave, and I, went to the Museum to see a documentary done on Kent Frosts behalf. It was so awesome, especially when I saw that he was there in person. We stayed late and because we hung around, a few people were able to hear Kent Frost tell the story of how he found the sash, which is in a case at the museum, finding it while walking at the Canyonlands. He also let Dave and I get a picture with him. It was a very enjoyable and blessed night. I have to say after learning more and more about Kent, that the Canyonlands is his. He is one of the few that made it possible for the rest of us to enjoy the most beautiful country in the world. To learn more about him, just buy the book and learn for yourself what we have learned. Then come to Needles and Visit us - we'll show you around.