June 5, 2019

          The Mink Creek Relief Society had a “Planting Party” with summer blooms in mind. They met outdoors and indoors. Outside the back door of the church house was an array of plants and potting soil. The women brought their own containers, chose which plants they wanted to purchase, and planted them on the spot. Inside awaited a supper of taco salad and cookies. Laurel Wilde, Kim Christensen and Jonia Carlson assisted one and all in their endeavors and many promising containers were filled and ready to take home. Most of this was managed before the rain started to fall. It was a fun evening and the “fruits of their labors” will appear at Mink Creek homes in the coming months.

           Cherise Olson of Franklin, drove up with her sons John and Brandon, to place flowers on her mother's grave and to attend the Mink Creek Ward with her father, John Warburton.

           The family of Steve and Terry Mainini celebrated Mothers' Day twice. Their son Tony came down from Pocatello on the calendar day. The following week the family traveled to Salt Lake City to celebrate again with the family of their daughter Angelina and Iyar Koren and included Iyar's birthday into the festivities.

           Bob and Claudia Erickson drove to Richfield, UT, to attend the graduation of their granddaughter, Abigail Janke from Richfield High School. On ensuing days the Ericksons and the family of Laural and Jody Janke traveled to Capitol Reef National Park, viewing the unusual rock formations and cliffs that abound there and the many fruit orchards, originally planted by early settlers of that area. They also toured the campus of Snow College in Ephraim, UT.

            Memorial Day attracted many visitors in spite of the rain. The Mink Creek Cemetery is beautiful no matter the season or weather. The views in all directions are inspiring. Thanks to our local sexton family, Kalee Jensen Bair, Chet Jensen and Challis Jensen, for the effort given. The floral offerings just enhance it, even the small bouquets of mule's ear flowers that visiting children gather for lonely graves.

           No question that summer has begun in the minds and hearts of humankind.  The roar of motorcycles traversing our main drag, Highway 36, is heard at least once a day, sometimes in packs. Someone in our area must have a bullet bike because it is heard frequently, going so fast that one doesn't hear it for long, but still makes itself known.

            Each day brings rain, sun too, but it pours when it comes and the earth continues to be on the verge of muddy. Those getting ready to harvest their hay are bound to be feeling a bit nervous. All our waterways are running high still---and June is upon us. From reading local history they had a similar situation 75 years ago, so no one can blame this on climate change.