After we left the Phoenix Zoo, Kerry took Kathy and me over to the Mesa Temple.
It was right at sunset, and the way the light hit the temple was breathtaking.
I think this type of art is called bas relief -- correct me if I'm wrong on the term -- but Kerry says the pictures represent the Gathering of Israel.
Then, I was treated to one of the greatest moments of my professional career. I got to pose with The Frog -- that's right -- The Frog -- from Six LDS Writers and a Frog. I have loved The Frog for a very long time, and to actually get to pose with him, was just something else. I got to take his picture several times throughout the weekend as well -- I was a Frog Photographer! And no, I'm not about to fall over -- I was standing on a little hill leading up to the tree, so the right side of me appears higher up than the left side. Didn't notice that until I uploaded the picture.
The temple grounds smelled so wonderful. Flowers were everywhere, citrus grew on trees right there on the grounds, and the feeling of peace that pervaded was so refreshing. The highlight of this excursion to the temple was going into the Visitors Center and seeing a photography exhibit called "Reflections of Christ" by Mark Mabry. This incredible collection touched my heart deeply, especially one picture that depicted Christ lying on the ground at the edge of the Garden of Gethsemane. Even now I hesitate to mention it --the feelings I had were so strong, and so sacred, I don't want to spoil it by talking about it.
After we left the temple, we went out to dinner at Serrano's, where I had a nice chicken chimichanga. We sat and talked for a long time and really enjoyed ourselves, then went back to the apartment and got ready for bed. Amazingly enough, we actually did go to bed and I actually did go to sleep. I don't usually sleep so well away from home, but Kerry is a wonderful hostess and she did such a good job of making me feel comfortable and the feeling of the Spirit was strong in her home, so I had no trouble dropping right off.
More later . . .