We are learning the law of the harvest,
grateful for trees and garden, children, grandchildren—the joy of learning and serving. Birthdays!
What a joy to have an out-of-town brother, a son, a niece and faraway aunt visit to celebrate September and November.
Grandchildren appreciated Constitution Week and walked memory lane with John Adams and brave female spies.
A granddaughter attended with me a distant organ workshop. Together, we braved cloudbursts and are beginning to watch mists of white fill the tops of the everlasting hills with remembrance and gratitude for summer adventure
which helps us lean in toward change of colors and seasons. 
We hear of grandchildren doing “personal best” runs and strive daily to add our own to this.
Sometimes the words, “I could have done better,” urge sincere, specific and focused efforts.
Grateful, we are,
for service of neighbors sharing talents far and near. For invitations to
review letters from adventures past, recounting heaven’s hand in challenge, in
joy. 
Viewing a worldwide conference, we recognized it has been 33 years, since a wayfaring stranger traveled nearly 200 miles for our first date, charming a four-year-old and toddler with straws and pink lemonade. We thank powers of goodness that help us give “light to [one another] in... [our] seasons.” (Section 88:44)
Appreciating golden years of connecting with those who gave us life,
we celebrate heaven’s mercies in children finding roots and wings, work and time to look to the hills from whence cometh our help (Ps.121:1,2)
Reviewing past family letters and a recent local play, words
from “The Scarlet Pimpernel,” a spy story set in the French Revolution, proclaims
a message from a character in a challenged society. The question, “When is the
time?” preceded the answer—"The time is ‘now’ and the person to act is ‘us!’"
At a broadcast
meeting at Whisper Cove, a place where our mother tells me it is good for her
to be, we heard an Area President (actually from Kaysville, having as a child
been baptized in mom’s previous chapel) explain to us the difference between
“some-tar,” “most-tar,” or “ALL tar.”
Namely, when giving of oneself the word “altar” helps us envision putting ALL (or everything) on the altar. He taught of John 6: 9 “There is a lad here, which hath five barley loaves, and two small fishes: but what are they among so many?” Ever had a need with a pittance of resource, then offered every personal loaf or fish (whatever the number) to see heaven multiply to fill baskets overflowing? 
Whether in need, in blessing or breaking loaves or fishes, in feeding a multitude with multiplied, or in simply gathering the remnants, we appreciate friends who find ways to offer ALL. Thank you, for, “where’re thou art, acting well thy part!”
Sincerely, Laurene and Val Starkey
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