Copper Basin at BYU's Museum of Art

Free-Standing Basin  by Tedi Tuttle Wixom 5/21/12

  Copper basin, oh copper basin freestanding and tall

   at least three feet in height; heavily budded tendrils

   woven as large lattice panels on the basin--used for

    child bathing, hand washing, or washing dust from

     weary feet Burnished art beneath of daisy on daisy

      on lily under dotted buds with glossy copper, on

       background of tiny flowers dot to dot around

           heart-shaped petals flowing together forever

           Reflection from a mirror above reveals in-

               side of a five-row pattern of rosettes

                    lilac-like leaves 40 around and

                       more ending in blossoms

                                   next level

                                    forming

                                     a stem

                                of art--again

                               smooth petals

                               on rough back

                                      more

                                     tooled

                                  daisy daisy

                               tooled hearts on

                          background appearing

                  sandlike in texture, but in reality
               flower patterns around and around in
             intricate fashion for all to see and know
         the true designer is the God that dwells inside.

Here's a horse story. I enjoy riding horses. In this picture I am riding Chili Pepper to The Lakes. When I was about 9, I began praying for a horse. My mother from her youth was a horseman and had many stories to tell of outriding some of the boys in High School, and herding cattle. She rode horses of necessity, while being raised in a wild untamed mountain valley in the Rocky Mountains. However, after getting married, she owned no horse for several years. Mother acquired Smokey, a Shetland Pony, for Christmas the year I turned 9; he was a dappled sort of brown with cream colored flowing mane and tail. My older sister decided to give him a Dutch haircut with Mother's fine sewing shears one summer day while Mother was in town shopping. Mother about blew up when she noticed that Smokey looked like a little Dutchman with his mane cut straight across, above his eyes. We should have bought him some wooden shoes to complete the look. Mrs. Tuttle's story can be found in, "Oh Mother! Oh Father! 1947-1967" on www.Amazon.com/author/tedi Tedi Tuttle Wixom, co-author, 410 p. 200+ photos. @tedibooks on Twitter, Pinterest, and "Tedi" on FB, tedibooks.com new eBook website

An Uphill Battle

"It's an uphill battle," Mother always said to me. 
An uphill battle sounds like a fight and struggle to stay free.
If I'm battling uphill it takes guts, hard work, and pain;
But if I never do hard things there is never any gain.

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Sunday 9-10 am Everyday People Guests are... Check out my radio spot with Ann in New London, CT. Easter Sunday 9:06 a.m. at 980-AM Talking about Life & Death about book A Whisper of Springtime: Jason's Heart Transplant Miracle. My grandparents settled in New Haven, CT Listen to podcast after it airs.