A Half Bubble Off Plumb

Changing seasons from crusted snowshoes to dusty trail-shoes   6-18-2020   It seemed strange, and altogether surreal, to return home with dust covered shoes, after a recent tramp round the same loop-trail that had necessitated snowshoes only seven weeks earlier. The topography and landmarks were still mostly familiar: same wooded glen, same sprawling meadow, same…

    We are probably cousins… just a few times removed! 2-20-2020   A rather remarkable thing transpired recently that still has me marveling… My wife and I had gathered at the home of friends, together with still other friends, for dinner. The conversation around this particular table was not unlike the dinner conversation around…

Painting in natural light By: Randal B. Thatcher   If you had lived in France during the late 1800s, you might’ve been lucky enough to glimpse a great impressionist artist, like Claude Monet or Pierre-Auguste Renoir, sitting outside, in front of their portable “field easel” and painting the landscape in its natural light—a style of…

A Half-Bubble Off Plumb By Randal B. Thatcher Of all the glories and splendors of our Sanpete environs, perhaps the most glorious of all is our mountains—those splendid hills and peaks that surround us on every side. Snow-capped in winter, sun-blazoned in summer, multi-colored in autumn and verdantly green in springtime, our mountains are a…