Sunday, April 29, 2018

Grandpa Ostler's one true cousin

Hans Jensen and Dale Bernice Hale

It has been fascinating to explore the family tree of the Mansfield family.  My grandpa, George Ostler, was adopted by his mother's second husband.  He did not learn until in his thirties that his birth father was Gervis Mansfield.  I have wondered lately if he went out of his way to meet Gervis's sister, Henrietta Mansfield Hale Dives' only child, Dale Bernice Hale.  She would have been his only cousin as Henrietta and Gervis were the only living children of their mother, Henrietta Almeda Douglass who died when they were very young.  Their father, Brigham Young Mansfield, remarried so they had half siblings and my grandfather would have had half cousins but Dale Bernice would have been his only full cousin.


One of the highlights of my own life has been the enjoyment of my cousins.  I would have wished the same for my Grandpa George.


This photo showed up on Memories on Family Search.  It was labeled Dale Bernice Hale but I can't help wondering if this is not a photo of Henrietta with her daughter, Dale.  The clothing and hair styles look more like the early 1900's.  Both mother and daughter look much like each other in the adult pictures.

She had three children with her husband Hans who was several years older and who passed away before she did.  Her cousin, George, also had three sons; Gary, Max, and Paul.  I hope that they all have become acquainted with one another on the other side.


Many members of her extended family are buried in Washington Heights Memorial Park in South Ogden near her grave.

Grave Marker of Grandpa George
in the Sugar City Cemetery, Sugar City Idaho

My grandpa George was able to meet his birth father in Preston, Idaho when Gervis lived in the hotel owned by his sister, Henrietta.  At one time Dale Bernice and her family also lived in Preston.  Perhaps he was also able to meet his cousin, Dale.

Friday, April 6, 2018

Day of the Tartan and Family History from Scotland


My great grandmother, Lucy Walker Hendry, seated on the right of her sister, Hazel, immigrated as a child to the United States from Scotland.  You can read more about her life here.

Today is celebrated as Tartan Day in Scotland so I did a bit of looking about for the Tartans of my ancestors.


This is the Hendry Family Crest.  I was unable to find a Tartan pattern for this name.


Her mother was a MacGregor and I found both Family Crest and Tartans.


In fact, I found four Tartans.  Those MacGregors have quite the story and history.  You can read more about it at here.



Thursday, April 5, 2018

Smoke rolls over the Vermillion Cliffs


In November we traveled from Provo to Mesa.  As we traveled over the Kaibab Plateau we noticed smoke which was not unusual has there have been a series of controlled burns recently.  However, as we exited the pine forest it was highly unusual to see smoke rolling over the Vermillion Cliffs.


 It was so unusual to see this view of the rock cliffs.


The smoke was not as dense further to the east as a full moon rose in the sky.


Unusual but beautiful at the same time.


I love it when the sun has started to set in the west and these cliffs begin to glow.


A view back at the Kaibab where all this smoke had orginated.


It is always fun to observe something new on our many trips north to south and north again.

New Cedar City Temple


It has been a delight to watch the building of the Cedar City Temple as we would fly by on Interstate 15 heading south to Arizona.  It is located on the west side of town and from a distance looking south from the freeway it reminded me of the Nauvoo Temple.  It opened for a public viewing last November so we stopped by on our way south last November.


It has simple lines but is beautiful both inside and out.  Each temple bears the words, "Holiness to the Lord, The House of the Lord" at the entrance.  This is the front of the Cedar City Temple.


It was a bright and sunshiny day, thus the dark blue sky.


I loved several features on the inside including a painting in the baptistery which is a larger version of the same artwork that I pass each time I provide service in my home temple, the Provo City Center Temple.  Columbine flowers, ceder trees, feathers, and other symbols of the area are part of the interior decor and stone work.  It was a pleasure to visit this temple.

Saturday, February 24, 2018

The Bird Quilt


When I first saw this bird quilt pattern by The Pattern Basket I knew that I needed to make it for my bird loving son, Ryan.  It is the perfect quilt to make from a jelly roll of fabric.


The wide array of fabric colors will make each bird a bit unique.  I loved putting those blocks together.


I used green "scatter dots" on white fabric from Bee Lori's fabric for the background.  The pattern had directions for right and left facing birds.  I used the left over strips of jelly roll fabric to make a scrappy binding.  I love the mish mash effect.


These were my two practice blocks.  They became my tribute to my son's birds Tonka and Gemma.  Amazingly their coloring mimics that in their blocks.  Fun  quilt to make!  I understand that it is a pretty popular quilt to cozy under at my son's house.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Two quilt finishes plus add ons for October



My granddaughter, Opal, celebrated her birthday this month.  I decided she was now old enough for a bed quilt.  I call this the "waste not" quilt.  I put it together with a jelly roll and a charm pack of fabric by Brenda Riddle.  Each block has a charm pack square in the middle with two jelly roll strips for the star points and background.  Seriously, it was so much fun to put these blocks together.  I had enough white for the background.  That skinny border between the white was made from the leftovers from the half square triangles used in each block.


I also used the leftover half square triangles and fabric to make a doll quilt for Opal's doll.


I included a nightgown made from an old nightgown of mine.  This is a super easy way to create a doll gown with lots of lace and details.


I made a scrappy binding with the leftover pieces of the jellyroll and I had fat quarter of the gray from the same fabric line to for the tiny squares in the sashing.  And then my frugal ways ended.  I needed fabric for the backing for a pretty large quilt.  I wanted it to be special.  I wanted to use Brenda Riddle fabric.  I called a few stores and found that her fabric was scarce.  I finally found something that I felt was perfect but it cost me $12.99 a yard!!!  When did that happen?  I just had to congratulate myself on the "waste not" quilt top and pony up the money for several yards of fabric for the back.  And then I neglected to take a photo of the back for posterity.  Oh, well!


Quilt number two had been my summer project.  I thought this pattern called "Feathers" by The Pattern Basket" would be perfect for my bird loving son, Ryan.  Each of those bird blocks has 30 pieces.  My goal was to make one a day.  I made 30 different blocks.  I used a jellyroll of fabric called "Sugar Pie" by Corey Loder and the background fabric is green scatter dots by Lori Holt.  I sewed the top together and then hung it on my stairway banister for the rest of summer.   After finishing Opal's quilt, I knew it was time to finish this one up as well.  It does have a bit of autumn in it.


Once again I was buying backing which was also a part of the "Sugar Pie" line.  These practice blocks were placed on the back and I embroidered the names of my son's two birds, Tonka and Gemma.  It was just happen stance that these colorful birds mimic the actual birds.


I really love this quilt of birds also with a scrappy border of leftover jellyroll pieces.  However, one bird has a mistake I didn't notice until later!

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Lovely Tetons



The day after the Total Eclipse of the Sun we left our lovely cabin in Island Park and headed back to Utah and home.  We had always planned to go home a way other than the I 15 which would most likely still be crowded with traffic heading south.  Glen had very much wanted to take the Ashton Flagg Ranch Road, a dirt road that takes one across eastern Idaho just south of Yellowstone Park and then comes to a paved road just south of the South Entrance to Yellowstone Park.  It was an interesting drive with lakes covered in lily pads, forested mountain sides, mountain meadows, and unfortunately near the end blackened trees where forest fires had burned not long ago.  One of the things I found most interesting was that once we went over the divide the pine trees were a different variety than those on the west side of the divide.  We stopped at Flagg Ranch for a break and found that many had chosen to watch the eclipse from this location.  We were then back in the car and heading for Grand Teton National Park.


We drove to the top of Signal Mountain for this great view of the Tetons with Jackson Lake in the foreground.


There was a bit of haze in the air due to fires in the west but we still enjoyed our view to the west of the east side of these mountains.  This mountain viewpoint provided a 360 degree view so we also enjoyed the valley views to the east as well.


Our next stop was Jenny Lake on the south end of the range which has always been my favorite lake. 


The clear waters floating right up to mountain edges are striking.


If in a boat, the sounds seem other worldly and the boats dock right up next to the "V" where one can hike up to a beautiful waterfall.


It is one of my best memories of being with my children years ago.


It is not to be missed.  I love the Tetons.  I grew up on a farm on the west side of the Tetons and looked east many a morning to view their stunning outline.


Luckily, there was little traffic until approaching Jackson Hole.  We had lunch/dinner and then headed south along the Snake River, then through Star Valley home of this beautiful temple, and then on through western Wyoming and parts of northeast Utah and then back to Evanston, Wyoming before taking the I 80 back to Utah and then on to Provo Canyon and home.  It was beautiful drive, but dark once in Evanston.  I had forgotten how lovely the western side of Wyoming could be.