Last Sunday a few of my sisters, mother and I went to hear the Bells on Temple Square. It was a beautiful winter morning. We were there quite early and our footprints were some of the first in the snow. We enjoyed hearing the Mormon Tab, seeing the dancers and listening to the Prophet. I keep forgetting how lucky I am to be living in Utah where experiences like this happen daily!
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