For the past year or two, when I go to the temple, it's generally the Oquirrh Mountain Temple. It's a bit of a hike to get there, but it's also a little quieter, and easier to get in and out than in Salt Lake. I've had some amazing experiences there. I made a quick trip to do some initiatory last week, and couldn't resist this photo op from the parking lot. The way Moroni seemed to be flying in the breeze from the top of the steeple, made me think of Revelation 14:6-7, where John refers to a vision he sees of an angel flying to share the everlasting gospel to the whole earth. Needless to say, it was quite a moment.
For probably the last 10 years or so, I've had pretty much the same hairstyle. For the most part, it's been long, all one length, and I would eventually put it up in a ponytail almost every day, because I couldn't stand having it in my face. It drove me crazy, but I didn't know what to do with it, and at the same time, I liked that I could basically get up and go every day without a lot of effort. For the past several months now, I've been threatening to do something different and drastic, and finally, yesterday, I did. At the recommendation of Angel, I made an appointment with her stylist. It took several weeks to get in, but finally, the day arrived. Angel went with me, for moral support, and to be the photographer. I went in with some basic ideas, but after some consultation and looking at photos with Francine, this is what I ended up with. First, the "before" shot: In process: And finally, the finished product: I can't remember the last time
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