March 9, 2021

Candy Longhurst is pleased that she has been able to sell the majority of her herd of Yak cattle. Friends and family gathered for the herding and loading of these critters and there were smiles on their faces when the trucks were loaded and headed down the highway. They have been beautiful animals, but a bit on the contrary side when it came to management.

The Iverson family was able to stay with a tradition, their annual Snowfest, when family travels to the slopes of Mink Creek for fun in the snow on the Iverson fields. They come from near and far. This year families attended from Texas, Colorado, California and Utah. Major activities were sledding and a variety of games, indoor and outdoor. Mink Creek’s two Iverson homes, that of Johnny and Jeannine Iverson and Kurt and Margret Iverson were kept humming for the weekend.

Sidney and Lisa Whitehouse are moving to South Carolina. This has been a work in progress and en route they have visited with relatives across this continent. They will be missed by our community, leaving memories of their first arrival years ago.

Brian and Jill Petersen and their children, Samantha and Jace have become recent members of our village. They have purchased the ranch that belonged to Dick and LaDawn Jensen. They come to us from Nibley, UT.

Elder David Seamons, son of Jeff and Jennifer Seamons, has finished his At-home Missionary Training originally called to the Argentina, Cordoba, Mission. With current restrictions, that changed and he has flown to the Alabama, Birmingham, Mission, where he will be serving. An interesting tidbit is that Elder Seamons will be met at the airport in Alabama by Elder Walter Iverson, also of Mink Creek, who is currently a part of that mission staff. A reunion moment.

This season has been punctuated with calving and lambing for those who own livestock. A barn or shed can become a welcome place of refuge when these procedures decide to take place during the cold night time hours, for both the animal and the human midwife in attendance.

It must be turkey gobble time, of food, not noise. There are not just one or two, but enough to thoroughly cover a farmer’s field. Any morsel of grain or hay, any unsuspecting bug, it being part of a big gulp. They are soaking up sunshine along with the grub.