Darla M Seely
I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks.
The Bradford Family
The Bradford family had six children: three girls and three boys: Heidi, Julie, Sheri, Bryce, Cory, and Steven. They lived on a farm in Monticello, Utah. It was a great city to live in. Many people knew each other. Heidi was the oldest child at 18, Steven the youngest. He was four years old. All of the children loved horses and wanted to learn how to ride them. They had three palominos, one appaloosa, and two quarter horses. All of the children owned a horse; and they loved grooming and feeding it water and hay on daily basis.
Richard's Christmas Concert
Richard Johnson and his family lived in Salt Lake City, Utah. The Johnson's had six children: three girls and three boys. Their names were: Doug: 16, Richard: 13, Craig: 10, Sally: 14, Laura: 11, and Emily: 8. They loved music, and their dad's parents and siblings all played musical instruments. Mr. Johnson learned how to play the trumpet because his dad did. Mrs. Johson loved to play the piano, so did the Johnson girls. Doug enjoyed playing the violin. Richard first decided he wanted to learn how to play the drums so he was given drums as a Christmas gift. He joined a musical group where he got to play the drums twice a week at their concerts. Richard was a great student in his seventh grade class. Math was his favorite subject, and one of his classes was music. He learned how to sing in that class.
A Tornado Is Coming
The Christensen family lived in Topeka, Kansas. They had three boys and two girls. The boys' names were John: 16, Danny: 15, and Christopher: 12. The girls' names were Lisa: 9 and Tina: 7. Kansas was well known for tornados. They and their house had survived the previous tornados. The weatherman said there would be a tornado approaching in the next few days and to prepare for it.
A Day At The Lake
The Petersen family lived in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. They had three girls and three boys. Their names were Sandra: 15, Cheryl: 12, Leslie: 10, Larry: 8, Curtis: 7, and Joseph: 5. The family decided to go swimming and surfing in Lake Michigan. There were many people swimming and surfing that day. It was a nice Autumn Day. The sun was shining, and the temperature was 75 degrees. They brought a big picnic lunch that included fresh fruit, chicken, potato salad, macaroni salad, and their favorite sodas to drink. The boys had recently learned how to surf, and Joseph had recently learned how to swim.
The Campbell family loved to do things together. There were four girls and two boys: Heather (17), Amy (14), Laura (13), Katie (10), Greg, (8) and Fred (5). They lived in Billings, Montana where it snows a lot in the winter. One Christmas Mr. Campbell was out of work. When the children were growing up, they received things many children in the world receive: toy soldiers, trains, books, dolls, puzzles, and bicycles. This particular Christmas the children gave each other things they no longer wanted or needed. When Christmas Day came, each of the children were excited when they they saw all of the packages around the tree. There must have been a family around where they lived that decided to play Secret Santa on their famiily. What could be in the packages? Of course, the people who gave them the packages didn't say who they were from. When all of the packages were opened, the children discovered that each of them had received a pair of ice skates and a fishing pole. Their shouts of glee could be heard a half a mile away. They wished that they could thank these people from the bottom of their hearts. Words couldn't express the joy they felt. In January the Campbell family decided to go to one of the two frozen ponds in the vicinity of where they lived. This particular Saturday the snow fell lightly, and the temperature was a frigid ten degrees. The family wore their warmest coats hats, gloves, boots, and scarves. Greg and Fred were the most excited and also nervous about learning how to ice skate. There were other people ice skating that day but there was plenty of room for each of the ice skaters to have fun skating. Greg and Fred watched the rest of their family skate around the pond a few times. Then they skated around the outer edge of the pond and followed closely behind their dad. Both of them fell a couple of times, but they got right back up again and continued to skate. They both excitedly said, "Daddy, I am skating!" The family went ice skating often after that.
Angus and Duke
There was a family in Scotland that had a mean bull and a friendly bull. The mean bull's name was Angus, and the friendly bull's name was Duke. The family was the McDonald family which consisted of three boys and two girls. The boys' names were Duncan, Malcolm, Rory. The girls names were McKenna and Lorna. They were a well to do family. All of the children were well-behaved. They loved living in their beautiful country. They enjoyed wearing the Scottish kilts and enjoyed dancing like the Scottish people do. The McDonald children had many friends that they played with. Games the Scots and the McDonald children played included marbles and a game called British Bulldog. The boys played football, and the girls played a hopscotch game. They also played a game called plainy-clappy. They bounced a ball against a wall while singing a chant with actions. A normal bounce against the wall was plainy. On the next bounce the girl clapped her hands before catching the ball which was clappy. One more game the children played was What's The Time Mr. Wolf?
The Williams Family
The Williams family lived in a nice neighborhood in southeastern Utah. They had three boys and three girls: Steven, Richard, Cameron, Susan, Caroline, and Mary. The parents did their best to teach them to get along. Mrs. Williams loved to grow flowers in her garden. The girls loved flowers too, particularly Mary, who was seven years old. Mary loved the color yellow. Her favorite flower was daisies. She loved to wear yellow dresses, t-shirts, shorts, and pantsuits that had daisies on them. She loved to take walks with her sisters up to the hill close to where they lived. The sisters had discovered a garden there that was full of different colors of flowers like they had at home. They were told that they could visit this garden after they had done their daily chores.
Why I Love To Crochet
Why I Love To Crochet I have been crocheting since I was a teenager. It is a lot of work as well as fun at times. I had a neighbor that taught me how to crochet. Her name is Donna Kendall. She helped me crochet a ripple yellow and green afghan. I entered it in the Franklin County fair in Preston, Idaho and received a blue ribbon on it. I have crocheted mostly baby afghans, but I have crocheted other things too. I used to belong to a group called Fridgie Hiders. I would crochet some things to put on the fridge, and I would exchange them with a few ladies. This was a lot of fun. Each month I would anxiously wait to see the cute fridgies the ladies would send me. I crocheted myself a tan purse, a white winter hat. I made a gray winter hat for my husband. I made red/green potholders, a turkey, big pumpkin, small pumpkin, a candle decoration, a bunny, an Easter bunny to put on the doorknob inside and outside the door, a Santa to put on the doorknob inside and outside the door, a Christmas decoration to put on the door that has a bell and a felt bow on it. I have made blankets for myself and scarves for others. Crocheting gifts for others has been very expensive counting the yarn that I bought, the hooks, and the needles. I have spent countless hours and made so many stitches. Crocheting makes my wrist and fingers tired and ache. Many times I had to FROG the afghans, rip rip it out, and start over again. That is why it is called frogging. There is a lot of heartache and frustration when I do this. Inner peace comes from finishing a crochet project. I see how beautiful the finished afghan is. I have crocheted an afghan for most of my nieces and nephews, my step-grandchildren, and my step-great-grandchildren. I have made booties for my niece, Karissa's two sons, Easton and Kruze. Easton's were too big for him. Kruze's were a little big, but he was able to wear his. I made booties for Karissa when she was little, but they were too big. It was frustrating when the booties I made were too big. I made booties for my step-great-grandson, Dalton, and my step-great-granddaughter, Kazley. I made booties for friends' babies. I made two pair of booties for the Wanner Reunion auction a couple of years ago, but we weren't able to go, and a cousin was able to use them for her baby son. I made a big light blue blanket for my youngest, step-daughter, Michelle, and her husband, Max after they got married. I crocheted an afghan for one of my friend, Amy's sons when he was a baby. I crocheted a light blue and white cat blanket. I made a green and white baby afghan for a friend's baby a couple of years ago. We go to church together. Although some stitches on a row were off, the afghan was gorgeous nonetheless. I felt bad that those stitches were wrong. I told her, but she loved it, and her son that I made the afghan for loved it. I am a perfectionist. That is part of the reason I tear afghans down and start over. Some of the time I should let a few rows go. I could have saved some money and frustration that way.
My mom passed away on July 18, 2011. I miss her so much. She was a great mother to me and my siblings. I am the second youngest of seven children. When I was 18 months old, my parents discovered my right hip was dislocated. I had it taken care of at Primary Children’s Hospital in Salt Lake City. I had to wear a cast, and she had to carry me around for four months. That must have been hard for her. I grew up on a farm in a small town called Oxford, Idaho. We had several cows, raised chickens, pigs, rabbits, had several cats and dogs as pets. I am thankful that she was a hard worker on our farm and in the jobs she had. She worked at the livestock auction in Preston, Idaho for several years. She also worked at DelMonte in Franklin, Idaho for several years where they canned beans and cabbage. She taught me the value of hard work. She worked hard on our farm canning things like corn, peaches, pears and applesauce. We had many fruit trees in our yard: apples, pears, plums, and cherry. She made plum jelly, raspberry, and strawberry jam. Her and my dad bought the raspberries and strawberries. She worked hard helping my dad milk the cows. She always kept a great garden. My parents planted potatoes, corn, beans, peas, and tomatoes. I enjoyed picking peas and podding them, also helping to shuck the corn. I helped my parents plant potatoes too. She worked hard doing the laundry using a ringer washer and hanging the clothes up to dry. In the winter she hung as many clothes as she could in our house. I enjoyed helping do the laundry. She gave us hot water bottles to warm our feet. When we had a sore throat, she gave us an alcohol rag to wear around our necks. She made jello water when we had an upset stomach. My parents always took turns keeping the fire going in the winter in our wood burning stove.
Why I Love Scrapbooking
Why I Love Scrapbooking I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. One of the most important things to me is my family - both my immediate family and extended family members. I have enjoyed taking pictures since I was in college. I attended what was Ricks College and is now BYU Idaho.