From the Shoshone, the Mormon pioneers learned to eat sego lilies when food ran short on the trek to Salt Lake. In tribute, the Sego lily was named the Utah state flower in 1911. The lily appears briefly in early summer – suddenly they pop up between my house and studio.
Here’s an odd photo provoking a confession from me. For the rest of the story, click on the link.
As I slowly walked the 200 steps between my house and studio this morning, I heard the echo in my mental museum of the events of five years ago. The evidence of that day still marks the landscape I walked through – and my response remains the same. But my reflections on what the day meant have deepened.
This was written the day after Memorial Day, when the visitors to the local cemetery had come and gone, leaving behind flowers and flags – and the deceased to rest in peace.
Two elderly friends who regularly walked together waved down the MAT one cold winter day and simply asked for a ride around town. The driver complied. And away they went.
And thus, the GOMAT Men’s Fraternity was born.