Category: Mapleton Mom

Gumballs and food storage

Gumballs and food storage

by Chris Hash. When my son was about four, he started eyeing the gumball machines at the grocery store with great interest. A gumball cost a quarter, and I let him have one once. My mistake – soon he was asking for a quarter every time we went to the store, even though the answer was usually no. Finally, one […]

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At this time of year

At this time of year

by Chris Hash. At this time of year, I sometimes wonder if, in the midst of all the holiday grandeur – Mormon Tabernacle Choir concerts with famous guests; world-record breaking Nativity scenes; beautiful Christmas, presents, and fancy Christmas food – well, maybe I should say, I sometimes think that … … we all too easily forget the true details of the actual story. […]

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Lessons from Maple Mountain

Lessons from Maple Mountain

by Chris Hash. When my husband and daughter started biking Maple Canyon, I thought it would be great if I could bike it too. But being much more inclined to eat chocolate than to exercise, I figured that doing something like biking Maple Canyon was w-a-a-a-y out of my league. Then I thought to myself, “Wait a minute. Maybe you […]

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Planting seeds

Planting seeds

by Chris Hash. This year I’ve been planting a small garden from seed. It’s been awhile since I’ve done this, and I had forgotten how much I love to watch things grow. Watching the seeds coming up in my garden now is bringing me a lot of joy. But something else I forgot – or maybe never quite knew – […]

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Closer than you think

Closer than you think

by Chris Hash. The other day I was browsing through the collectibles at the Deseret Industries thrift store in Provo, when I saw …. a serger! A Pfaff serger. One that looked just like the little workhorse Pfaff serger sitting in my sewing room. I asked to have a look at it. It wasn’t threaded, so I couldn’t tell if […]

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Men In Pink

Men In Pink

by Chris Hash. [Courtesy photo via Facebook. Used with permission.] I saw this photo on Facebook the other day. It made me smile. “Who are these guys?” you may be asking. They’re a group of Dads and school administrators who showed up at their kids’ elementary school, donned pink shirts, and served up muffins for the school’s annual “Moms and […]

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The quiet life of a community

The quiet life of a community

by Chris Hash. The other day I went to the Mapleton Farmer’s Market, where you can buy local produce, baked goods, and handcrafted items. While I was there, a father walked into the parking lot,  pulling a little red wagon. Accompanied by his two small children about ages 4 and 6, he pulled into a stall and set up shop. […]

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9-11: Never Forget

9-11: Never Forget

by Chris Hash. Today is the anniversary of September 11, the day that changed everything forever. I remember it distinctly. It was so horrifying, and yet somehow surreal. I remember that I was fixing lunches for the kids and helping my daughter with her reading when my husband came rushing downstairs to turn on the TV. I remember all of […]

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Mostly in the mind

Mostly in the mind

by Chris Hash. My friends and I hike Whiting Canyon several times a week. Recently, we decided we would start biking at least a part of it. We are middle-aged moms, and our goal was modest: We just wanted to bike a little bit further each day, than the day before. Whiting Canyon starts out with a killer hill. That […]

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Because I have a nose

Because I have a nose

by Chris Hash. Today, on my usual early morning walk, I was looking at the beautiful world all around me. I stopped to smell the sweetness of pink milkweed blossoms along the side of the road. As I sometimes do, I began offering a litany of thanks for common things. “Dear God, thank you for this beautiful morning. Thank thee […]

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