Sunday morning we went on an hour-long walk down the dry Santa Ana River bed foot and bike trail, adjoining the Riverview Golf Course. The intoxicating fragrances from the eucalyptus trees and Bougainvillea flowers were with us most of the way, wanting us to repeat the walk as soon as we can.
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Last week Signe played in the most gorgeous concert hall of her life: the Renee and Henry Segerstrom Concert Hall in Costa Mesa. (Google it on the Web for some photos.) It was an absolutely thrilling performance in every way. With their model the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and Orchestra at Temple Square, the Orange County Mormon Chorus and Orchestra sang and played almost as well -- and with a wonderful addition: several choirs from 4 through 18 years old, all of these performers taught by the Stewart brothers, Brett and Brandon. March 31 the chorus and orchestra are performing here the premiere performance of MESSIAH IN AMERICA, composed by Brett Stewart, who is shaping up to be the next Mac Wilberg of the Church. Gary is so thrilled and enamored of all of this that he will audition for the chorus on December 17. One of the most remarkable things about this Christmas concert, however, was that the two brothers bore testimony of the Book of Mormon and of the divinity of the Savior to this audience of many non-LDS people.
There had been two performances, the earliest art 5:30. While Gary was waiting at home to take Sister Skinner and Sister Healey to the 8 p.m. performance, our daughter Judith called to tell us that James Wiley Everett had been born that afternoon at 3:19, adding yet another grandchild to the family. When an exhausted, but very satisfied Signe finished her two performances, she was elated to receive the great news from Gary.
Watson Drugstore on Orange Square has been there since 1899 -- and the inside of it is like a trip to the past. We ate their Friday night on the way to the Christmas Celebration. As we went to the cash register to pay the bill, the proprietor asked to see the check. As he was doing so I fished out my credit card. To our amazement, he then said that our meal was his treat! He must have seen our name tags, but he was so busy we didn't have a chance to ask what ward he was from! (Maybe next time!)

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