Sunday Morning

I woke up this morning with a smile on my face (figuratively speaking, of course), and decided to go for a little walk around my neighborhood. I live in the very south-east corner of Provo, so it only takes me a few minute to be up high enough to see the valley. I put on some basketball shorts, a sweatshirt and my slippers and ventured out. At first I thought "this could be a little embarrassing if I see people I know", then I realized most of the people I know are still sleeping at this time Sunday mornings.

The air was crisp and everything was still.  I thought about my life a little, about what will happen in the next year, how school will go, what graduate schools I want to apply to, what I would like to focus on in my research, etc. Then I came across a pumpkin patch just up the hill from where I live! I got really excited for Halloween and Thanksgiving. There were some nice pumpkins, I think I will go back and see if they are for sale. Then as I started back down the hill I was struck with how beautiful everything was. The moon was low over the west horizon, making it appear extra large and very white. The leaves on a group of trees next to me spanned the entire yellow-green spectrum, in order. They just flowed together from one tree to the next. Last I noticed the light breaking onto the back side of the Wasatch mountain range. It reminded me of all the accounts in the scriptures of prophets climbing mountains to be with God. They truly are a place of light.

 That was my Sunday morning walk.

 Also, if anyone is interested in what is currently going on in my life, the following offers a comprehensive summary (if that is not an oxymoron, then I don't know what is).

• 17 graduate level credits 
• midterms around the corner
• blind dates (I've almost set a new world record)
• string cheese, apple sauce, and granola bars 
• teaching temple preparation