We have finally moved and are almost situated...we were until I found three more boxes of stuff that we didn't gather during the move. However, we love our place. It is tiny. Our apartment was way bigger. But we love it so much. It is a little home from Southern Utah that was in a mining community and brought up to the promised land, the Tree District. We are still getting used to the area and are lucky to have friends that show us around. We don't have real internet right now so I will be blogging about as much as when I did have internet...which means very little.
This is the side of our house. It wouldn't be the Tree District if there wasn't a large tree next to our home. We can't wait to host parties under it.
During our walk on the first Sunday we were in, we found a rabbit in someone's front yard? It was so strange. I wasn't sure if it was a pet or not.
I love the orchards that are everywhere in the area.
We are about .3 miles closer to the temple than we were to the Salt Lake Temple. I don't care what people say, I think this temple has character. I love the feelings that I get in the temple and know that God loves me and I feel that each time I enter his temples.
Also, I would be a worthless soul if I didn't mention that Station was the one who did all of the unpacking. I had slight melt down and was in the fetal position all because of boxes. Station took it like a champ and moved us in by himself. He is my hero. But you know that. I love him and loving this new adventure with him.
