Per Perkins Perhe: Dressing Up

And it all started with Memorial Day, Dad went to the cemetery for the Memorial Day service there,'

There were lots retired service men all dressed up in bits and pieces of uniform ...

and he got to see the release of the homing pigeons ceremony that they do every year.

When he got home his friend Clark Sevy and his wife Kimberly came by ... it was mostly a 'come as you' are kind of party, and Dad loved the visit.

Trevor and Nell and their family sent pictures of them at Ben's grave in Springville.

I meanwhile was working the holiday. Here I am with dealers Pat, Keith and Mary.

Pat shared pictures of the memorial of her son Jon Richey who worked with blood hounds. He was killed in the line of duty in 2017.

Pat went on to care for his blood hound until he died late last year.

On Tuesday we headed out for our last workday before treks began the next day, the other gals were all dressed up in our matching work outfits. Dad and I were wearing pioneer clothes because we had a one day trek of 12 and 13 year olds, who we too young to attend their stake's trek in Wyoming. Dad and I did a vignette for them before they headed out.

Here they are all dressed in pioneer attire.

After we did our vignette, I took my pioneer skirt off and added a top to my leggings and black shirt and headed to Salt Lake for an appointment with a endodontist. Julie Smith had said if I looked for orange conical flowers, as I drove up the back of the lake, I would see some white single flowers and they were sego lilies. When I saw them and stopped and took pictures I realized that I was on Julie and Blake's property. Yep that's their farm buildings and trees against the lake.

Here was a sego lily coming up in the middle of a cluster of the orange flowers. I've never seen so many, Julie said she's never seen so many as this year, it must be our long and wet winter.

The appointment went well. The Doctor's office manager is Barb's sister-in-law Nicole. Nicole got Barb to go to him when she had a dental issue and a dentist and an endodontist could not fix it over a two year period. She was right, he decided a lot of my problem is that my bite has been off for 30 years, and started working on it then and there. There's more work and another root canal in my future, but my bite is already 90% better.

Its Wednesday and we have a stake from Arizona ready to start trekking. This is a couple of their family flags, The Stake had owned their own hand carts for years, and are invested in the trek program. They have done it for years and years, but too many years of high fire danger have cancelled their treks in the last few years, so they sold off their carts, and booked with us.

There they go with Mt Timpanogos behind them.

Here they are at our first stop with Elder Marvin, a former Finnish Missionary, giving the Levi Savage vignette.

Here Sister Newman pulls a few weeds in the flower bed, an never ending story.

We're back at the lodge, along with the heat in general ... it all just gets exhausting. There's always a big chunk of wait time on the first day of a trek.

We got some pics that day of Trevor and Nell on their trip to San Antonio. Here they are shown on a lock bridge.

and an antique building with similar stone work to our house.

But a bit bigger.

Here we await a vignette at 'Florence" on Thursday for the Spanish Fork Stake's first day.

Elder Harman will do the vignette. Sister Hardman is an experienced violinist, and has been playing before the vignettes, which makes them much more reverent.

This is a picture of them with their family 20 years ago, when they did the pageant in Nauvoo.

This cute family came into the lodge to practice for their number after the hoedown on Thursday night, it was beautiful.

We're back at the Kingscreek Arizona stake camp where we are shaking cream to make butter. This is Dad and Elder Newman.

The Lathrops get into the fun too.

After dining with the support group, the Stake President reaches into his bag to gift us all a special medal that was struck in honor of this year's trek.

Then its back to the first night camp for the group from Spanish Fork that started Thursday.

Here are Elder and Sister Crump as the dramatize the story of Thisbe Reed and Ephraim Hanks.

A closer view.

The evening it hailed on the camp of Arizona saints and Spanish Fork Stake. We found at later that the Stake President from Arizona was praying for adversity for his kids to over come ... but since we'd gone home by then, I didn't get a picture of their hail,

But Eva was very accommodating and shared the hail she experienced this week. Thanks Eva.

On Friday our Camp Director trying to keep up with a very busy season.

Sisters are waiting at the lodge between assignments, when Sister Crump pointed out that with the striped socks and the ruffled pinafore, that Sister Newman looked like Raggedy Ann. Sisters Gurr and Lathrop look on.

Dad and I headed to the fireside that the Arizona company was having.

Elder Brad Wilcox had lots of kids come up to represent the family of Jacob/Isreal.

It was very enlightening.

These are my favorites of the pioneer clothing we saw over the week. The two girls in the top outside photos are wearing aprons that their grandmother's made for their mothers, when their mothers were their age.. The girl middle top is wearing the the hoop petticoat she got to go with her prom dress last year. She wore it the whole trek.

Here we see the Gurrs and Sister Smith in the garage portion of the lodge.

I like this thoughtful photo of Sister Smith out at the Fort Seminoe site as we await the trekkers.

Here they come along the ridge above the fort.

Sister Smith is doing the vignette of Elizabeth Horrocks Jackson.

Sister Hardman does the narrator's part as Dad looks on. I love the great wasteland looking ground out at this fort site.

Near-by bleached animal bones, from when cattle grazed here, make it even more realistic.

As they are leaving a young woman who has twisted her ankle gets some help.

At the Rocky Ridge site, we found more of the orange conical flowers I had seen with the sego lilies These had been stepped on, so I broke them off to press later. Sister Gurr and me.

Our chosen "Jens and Elsie" reenactors, actually live next door to a man who is name Jens Neilson, who is a direct descendent, and named for the Jens Neilson we celebrate in this vignette, and actually this couple also has a daughter named Elsie. It was very touching. The basic story is that when this couple got to Rocky Ridge, his feet were frozen, and he told Elsie to go on without him, he would die there. She refused and loaded him in the hand cart, and pulled him up the two mile long rock hill that is Rocky Ridge. Of course it is noted, that she had the help of angels that were evident in the lives of many who survived this ordeal.

Here Sister Hardman gives them the story and instructions for the reenactment.

On Saturday Dad went out to Mosida again, and got these two pictures of the River Crossing, the first one is how the Young Women are carried across, the second is how the Mas and Pas do it.

I had gone to a sale in American Fork that morning, and had made arrangements to help my friend Marci move into the south building at Treasures. She changed plans and forgot our arrangement, so I ended up at home working on my craft room, which I thought would take several days to get in order. But alas one day did the trick. We are trying to get the house ready for house guests in a couple of weeks.

This week I saw this picture on line that was taken from the west of the Saratoga Springs temple on the day we were there. Its the picture I had wished I could have taken, but by the time we got there the middle of the rainbow was cloud covered. I was just tickled to find this. The rainbow certainly dresses up the temple, don't you think?