Lime Ricki Swimsuits

Today Lime Ricki is giving $11 off of any purchase on their website with a coupon code, since today is 11-11-11!!  They are also having some great sales on swimwear, since it is the end of the season.  I bought a swimsuit (tankini and bottom) for $16, while the combination would originally have been $70!!  I can't wait to use it on our cruise in December.

**Update** I thought they still had the code on the blog.  But I can't see it there anymore.  It is "nov11".  I don't know if this still works, or if they are just reducing everyone's order by $11.  Either way, I hope it works for you all!

Awesome Giveaway Post Edited

The author asked me to edit my post about the giveaway so you can get entered into the contest by posting on my blog!!

In conjunction with the release of Pumpkin Roll the author, Josi S. Kilpack, and the publisher, Shadow Mountain, are sponsoring a contest for a new iPad. To enter, leave a comment in the comment section of this blog before November 1, 2011. Winners will be announced and notified November 3^rd 2011.  For additional ways to enter, go to www.josiskilpack.com.

Awesome Giveaway: iPad and Book

Check it out!

Goodreads

I just added a widget to the blog to show what I am currently reading.  It is done through Goodreads.com.  I think it's a pretty awesome website that allows you to track the books that you have read, what you're currently reading, and what you want to read.  If you click on one of the books shown in the widget, it will take you to my review of it.  If you click on the name of the website at the bottom, it will take you to my profile on Goodreads, so you can add me as a friend and we can share book reviews and ideas with each other!  If you've never tried out Goodreads, I highly recommend it!

Thanks, Lori, for putting this widget on your blog and giving me the idea!

Smirk Giveaway

I am entering this giveaway, and I'm spreading the word in order to get more chances to win!  Ironic, isn't it?  :D

Radio West

Back in July, I was listening to NPR while I was on my way to the library.  This was in Utah, so I was listening to a KUER radio show called “Radio West.”  It’s hosted by Doug Fabrizio, who is the executive producer of the show.  Dave loves to make fun of this show because of some of the recurring themes that Doug likes to explore, but I really enjoy listening to it because I think that it brings up a lot of interesting issues that deal specifically with Utah life.

Anyway, that day it was being guest hosted by Jennifer Napier-Pearce.  The topic of the show really caught my attention that day because it was about corporal punishment, and not just any corporal punishment, but flogging!

The writer who Jennifer was interviewing, Peter Moskos, wrote a book called In Defense of Flogging.  And he was saying that because our prison system is so messed up, we would get better results and take on fewer difficulties if we reformed the law system to include an option for corporal punishment.  The criminal could either take jail/prison time, or they could choose to be flogged.

Honestly, I was pretty astounded.  My reaction was that this sounded partially like a really crazy idea from someone who likes to hurt people, and partially like a joke.  When they asked listeners to call in with their reactions, I decided to call and let them know my opinion.

I compared the book to Jonathon Swift’s A Modest Proposal.  I said that while he may be serious about his proposal, I thought that the most that it could do would be to promote interest in some other, more moderate reform of our prison system. 

He responded by saying that he hoped people did take his book literally and that flogging really did become an option.  He thought it was a good idea to propose and he wanted to be taken seriously.  I may have made him mad!  But it was a fun experience to call in and have my opinion taken and responded to.  If you want to hear the interview you can find it here.  Go to minute 16:38 to hear my comment and his response.  And, as a small disclaimor, I said that Swift wrote A Modest Proposal in the 1800s, but it was really the 1700s.  :D

Something else fun happened that day.  When I went in to the library, I went to a table to set up my computer to get to work.  There was a stack of books on the table.  It looked as if someone were doing research and had left their stack of books on the table so they could go find more related books.  I happened to glance at some of the titles on the books, and I was surprised to find out that they were all about corporal punishment (in the context of parenting).  I had a good little laugh to myself about the coincidence.

So what do you think about corporal punishment?  In parenting or in the criminal justice system?  And have any of you read Peter Mosko’s In Defense of Flogging?  Or books that talk about corporal punishment in parenting?  I’m going to reserve finalizing my opinion until I can get a chance to read it, but my initial reaction is what I’ve stated above: I just don’t think that it’s a rational solution that Americans can take seriously in the context of reforming the criminal justice system.  However, I do agree with the premise that we do need reform, and I hope that this book brings about more awareness to the issue.

Random Stuff

Yeah, that's an attractive title.

1. Dave and I bought a set of sheets today.  One of the sheets will be the back of a quilt that we're making.  The other sheet will be part of our awesome Halloween costumes!  We're running a Halloween 5K (The Monster Dash!  Isn't that an awesome name?) and we're going to have capes and masks.  Pictures will be forthcoming.

2. I started a new blog.  It's inspired by my cousin's photo blog.  She posts a picture a day.  I am so not a photographer, so I am going to be posting a scripture insight a day.  I am starting with the Book of Mormon, but I think that I'll probably branch out to other books of scripture as my personal scripture study changes.

Quick, there's a woman!

Today in the grocery store, I was working my way down the isles to find everything that we needed for this week.  I had selected all of our produce, bread, and cereal.  The things that I had left were the meat and the dairy.

I decided to do the dairy first because I like to keep meat separate from my other groceries for as long as possible.  I know: they're packaged so they won't get meat stuff on my other food, and having it in the cart for 1 minute isn't going to cause less contamination than 5 minutes.  But still, I wanted to get the meat last.

I went to the dairy section and got milk, butter, and sour cream.  To get to the sour cream I had to go around a man who was standing in front of the fridge talking on his cell phone.  He moved back for me, and it was no big deal.  As I was putting the sour cream in my cart and started to walk away, he quickly got off the phone and said, "Excuse me.  Could I ask you a question?"

I said "Sure" and he said, "Where is the fat free sour cream?"

I was kind of laughing to myself because he was standing right in front of it.  I said, "It's in the fridge right there."  He asked, "How can you tell which one's fat free?"

I knew thing because I had just been debating whether or not to get fat free or reduced fat.  I know that fat free is really better for you.  But sour cream just doesn't taste like sour cream without a little fat.  I got the reduced fat, which is in the blue container.  So I told him that the fat free sour cream was in the green container.  And I added, "It says 'fat free' underneath the words 'sour cream.'"

He seemed a little chagrined that he had missed it.  He then admitted that he hadn't been able to find it and had called someone at home to help him figure it out.  Whoever she was, she had instructed him to find a woman in the store to help him figure out which container was fat free.  No wonder he got off the phone so fast!  He saw his chance for help and needed to take it!

This reminded me a lot of my dad.  He would go do grocery shopping for my mom, and he has learned that it's better to call and make sure that he gets the right things.  It kind of made my afternoon!

Confessions

Those of you who read our post on Scrabble and thought we had some cool words should know...we were playing 9-tile Scrabble. So...yeah, basically we're bowling with the bumper lanes when it comes to our Scrabble play. But, to explain why: sometimes we just don't have time to play 7-tile Scrabble and we want to get a game in anyway, so we cheat. We're not really that clever.

We're sorry and we won't do it again.

La-La-La-Laundry!

When Dave and I moved to Pahrump, we were feeling pretty good about all of the grown-up things that we'd already done.  He had his first full-time job.  I was done with all of my Master's classes.  We were renting our own place and paying for utilities.  We owned a piano and our own bed.  So, yeah, we were feeling like adults.

But, through an unfortunate experience, we've taken one more step recently to become even more adult-like.

Here's the sich: Here in Pahrump, we found two different laundomats.  We planned to use laundromats for a while and save up money for a washer and dryer at some point in the distant future.  And actually, we only used the laundromat for washing, anyway, since the air outside is so warm that it seemed silly to pay for a dryer to do what the air would do!  We hung our clothes on the fence in our backyard.  So we figured that this would be a good way to save money.  Yay!

Here's a picture of the laundromat that we used.  Yes, use-d, in the past tense.

It turns out that even though this is the nice-looking, clean laundromat with plenty of machines, the service here is terrible.  In the next few paragraphs, I'm going to give the story.  If you don't care to hear a lot of whining and complaining (and the story of some real abuse!), then just know that we decided never to go there again and skip down to the next picture.

There was one evening that Dave and I decided to pop in and do some laundry.  It was probably 7:02pm.  When we approached the door of the laundromat, a woman told us that they closed at 7pm.  This surprised us because the sign on the door said that they were open until 9pm.  When we asked about that, they said that the last customer is let in at 7pm so that they would be done with washing and drying by 9pm.

This seemed pretty reasonable.  But we explained that we only wanted to use the washer, since we would dry our clothes at home, and asked if they would make an exception for us.  The woman reluctantly allowed us in.  She said that we needed to have our laundry done by the time they closed.  We thought "No problem" since it takes about 20 minutes to do a load and we could put all of our loads in at the same time.

Dave and I put in the laundry to wash, Dave sat down to wait for the laundry to be done, and I got in the car to go to the grocery store, since we needed to do our grocery shopping that night too.  When I left, the harassment started.  The woman asked Dave where I had gone and he told her that I was going grocery shopping.  She was mad because she thought that I would take a long time at the store and that that would keep us in the laundromat late.  Dave was confused by this because he knew that we would definitely be out of there before it closed at 9pm, and he said so.  She responded by saying that they were closing at 8pm.  Apparently, when there are no customers there after 8pm, she closes early (because they don't let any new customers in after 7pm) and she doesn't get paid for that last hour of work.  Of course she overlooked the fact that Dave WAS a customer and that if he happened to stay later, he would in fact still have a right to be there.  But he only had to wait for the loads of laundry to be done, so he again said that he would be out of there before 8pm.

At this point she had been rude enough.  The only thing that I can think of to explain her behavior is that she didn't want to wait until even a little past 8pm, since she wouldn't get paid for that hour.  But she was so rude about it.  Then she walked by our machines and made loud exclamations.  Apparently, we hadn't closed one of our machines all of the way, and so it hadn't started when the other one did.  It would take another 20 minutes to finish its load.  The woman swore and was making a big deal out of it, even though it was still more than 20 minutes before 8pm.

Needless to say, when I showed up at the laundromat again, Dave was fuming.  We waited just a few more minutes and got our laundry out and into the car.  We were driving away at least 5 minutes before 8pm, and we knew that we would never come back.

Fortunately, when we decided on a place to rent, we chose one that had hook-ups for a washer and dryer, even though we weren't planning on buying them for a while.

That Saturday we went to the Home Depot and bought a washer (still no dryer because of the reasons mentioned above).  We had to wait about a week and a half for it to be delivered, because we bought it over Labor Day weekend and the Home Depot had a lot of deliveries to make.  Here is a picture of it running its first wash!

And here are some videos demonstrating some of its awesome features!  (Can you tell that we are so proud of our new baby?)

For those of you curious about our drying procedure, here are pictures of the fence drying method.  The one bad thing about this method is that the clothes start out like this:

And end up like this:

It is really windy here in Pahrump.  So that kind of creates a problem in keeping the clothes clean when they are drying.  To take care of that, Dave installed these handy-dandy clotheslines in our garage.  The garage gets almost as warm as it does outside, so the clothes still dry pretty fast.

We are also getting a lot of things from my parents as they are cleaning out their house in preparation for this mission, either to keep or to babysit for two years.  So we also have a dryer on its way that we are going to babysit for my parents while they are gone.  So when it's cold in the winter (or when we have clothes we want dry in a hurry) we may use that to dry our clothes instead.

Blank-n-X!!

Dave just massively killed me at Scrabble.  This is unusual because I normally win at Boggle and Scrabble.  I am a word-game person.  Also, I usually win most board games or card games against Dave.  And in this game he killed me the entire game.  I had a higher score than him during the first round (and I went first, which means that I got to double my score, so that higher score wasn't saying much for that first round).  And then Dave got ahead the next round and maintained his lead all the way to the end.

Here is the end result.   Aside from losing, it was a great game because both of us were doing really well.  We came up with some awesome words.

Pictured above is the highest scoring play in the game, which gave me 68 points.  At this point in the game, I had 153 points and Dave had 186.  So getting 68 points was a massive help to me.  (At this point the "qu" word going down and the "sa" word on the right weren't there, so I got a triple letter with "q" and the double word score.)

Unfortunately, right after that, Dave got another 51 points by simply putting down a blank (to be an "s") and an "x".  The picture above shows that.  His "x" was counted as a triple letter score in two directions.  So he got 25 points for "ex", 25 points for "sax", and 1 point for "as".  What a smarty!

Another great word that Dave got was "quaint", which he put in between the other words ("quills", "humans", and "nanny") that were already there.

The end score was Merry: 284, Dave: 317.  Ouch!  And good job, honey!

Things We're Good At

Merry:
*Typing: A woman in the library told me that the sound of me typing was a trip and that if she could type as fast as I could, she would wite a book (Also, she wasn't sitting next to me, so my typing must be loud too.  I don't know if that's good or not.).
*Eating: At my neice's wedding reception this weekend (pictures to come), I helped make and then eat a ton of food.  And I have to say that I love vegetable skewers!  Who doesn't?
*Thinking positively: I see this as a talent that I have to cultivate in order to keep.  The more positively I think about anything, the better it is!  So why not?
*Doing the dishes: I really enjoy this task, so it would make sense that I am good at it.  I don't always do them right away, but when I do them I am thorough at the task.
*Wasting time online: Enough said.
*Driving only slightly over the speed limit: Okay, so this was prompted by the ticket that I got last year.  I went to traffic school and knew that if I didn't get a ticket for the year after that, my ticket would be taken off my record permanently.  I am now a religious 5-mile-over-max driver.
*Beating Dave at board games and card games: And he is so good at playing them with me even when he doesn't want to.
*Picking up random junk wherever I go: I came home from our trip to Arizona with WAY more stuff than I left with.

Dave:
*Typing: I write an average of 7,000 words per minute. (Dave wrote this one to make fun of me)
*Reading: I read an average of 10 pages per minute (very short pages).
*Cooking: I like to make good food and eat it too.  My metabolism is less good at taking care of the food I eat than I am at cooking.
*Back rubs: Merry always wants a back rub if she wins a bet between us.  They are that good.

What are you good at?

Thanks, Janssen, for the inspiration for this post. 

Blog Redesign and Colors

I decided that the blog needed freshening up!  So I decided to change the background, using a background from blogger that incorporates a lot of the colors that I really love.

The first thing that drew me to this background was the simplicity of the colors.  There aren't too many colors all mixed together.  And maybe this is really more about the design of the circles and flowers in the background.  But I love the simplicity of it.

The specific colors that I like are the green and yellow of the top flower, the gray/blue of the second flower, and the reddish pink.

The green and yellow are so vibrant.  I especially love this combination of green and yellow because it looks like daisies and my favorite flowers are daisies.  I think I like these two colors because they immediately grab the attention.  They are the colors of living things.  I think they're beautiful together.

The gray/blue color is one of many blues that I love.  I really like almost any shade of blued.  There are great blue skies in Flagstaff, where I'm from, and I have always appreciated a blue sky.  And I love the blue of water in its different locations and shades.  For a long time the only colors that I liked were shades of blue.

And the last color, the reddish pink, is a new favorite that I've added in the last 5 years.  I used to shy away from reds and pinks because I thought they were too attention grabbing.  Nature knows that living things are attracted to red and you can see this in the coloring of plants and animals.  But as I have become more comgortable with having attention, I have become more comfortable with these colors.  I have a lot more red and pink in my wardrobe than I ever used to.

Let me know what colors you really like, and also what you think of the blog redesign.

Thanks, Michelle, for the inspiration for this post.

I'm sitting at my kitchen table looking through our patio door to the wet world outside.  There are big, fluffy, white and gray clouds up in the sky and large puddles on the ground because when it rains in the desert, it floods.  The sound of the rain on the roof sounds familiar and at the same time strangely eye-opening, like I'm hearing it for the first time, because it is not a common sound in Pahrump, Nevada.

Sometimes that's how I feel when I'm thinking about the 9/11 attacks.  The story that I tell myself, of what I remember from that day is so familiar.  I was awake and getting ready for school.  I had early morning seminary, and a classmate was usually dropped off at our house so he could ride to seminary with my sister, Erin, and me.  When he got there, he told us to turn on the television.  The first tower had been hit.  We didn't know what had happened.  The three of us decided to go to seminary, but it was hard to concentrate when we were there.  We went home after seminary, instead of going to school.  By then, the second plane had crashed into the South tower and I think both towers had collapsed by then too.  Our classmate's parent's picked him up, and Erin and I stayed home and watched the TV with my parents that morning. It was a devastating morning.  I did a lot of crying and wrote in my journal.

But there are also times when I learn new things about 9/11 or hear a new perspective, and it is like this is the first time I've heard about it.  I was talking to a young woman in my church congregation the other day, and realized that she was 2 when the attacks took place.  All of her known life the United States has been dealing with the impact of this event.  That showed me that I can still experience the "realization" that this is the kind of world we live in.

I am happy and saddened at the events that have taken place since September 11, 2001.  I am happy that our country is so strong and that we've been able to survive these last 10 years.  I am happy that Osama bin Laden is dead.  I am happy that in some ways, terrorists have been weakened.  But I am sad that we continue to have to fight them and to defend our country.  I am sad because of all of the loss that has taken place since that day.  I am sad that extremists can't accept Americans as their brothers and sisters, and that many Americans can't accept Muslims as their brothers and sisters.

Thanks for listening to my ramblings on this day, as I remember the events of a decade ago.  I know that I just have to keep working on myself and my own spiritual rebuilding after any tragedy or any sorrow.  The Lord can heal us all and make us grateful for the different perspectives that we gain throughout our lives.

The Tale of Two Bad Mice

I recently received a care package from my mom.  Don't you just love care packages?  And don't you love that I am still getting them as a 27-year-old married woman?

The package contained a small book: The Tale of Two Bad Mice. 

 
On the inside of the cover is a cute, awkward scrawl of the name "Merry".  All of the letters (except the 'e') are pretty lopsided.  I wonder how old I was when I put my name in this book.

The Tale of Two Bad Mice was written by Beatrix Potter.  I love her stories.  The first was The Tale of Peter Rabbit, which was her big start, and then she wrote 22 more "tales" that are part of the Peter Rabbit Books.  She wrote other books outside this series as well..  Our family just had 11 of them.  The ones we had were:

The Tale of Peter Rabbit
The Tale of Squirrel Nutkin
The Tailor of Gloucester
The Tale of Benjamin Bunny
The Tale of Two Bad Mice
The Tale of Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle
The Tale of Mr. Jeremy Fisher
The Tale of Tom Kitten
The Tale of Jemima Puddle-Duck
The Tale of The Flopsy Bunnies
The Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse

Somehow all of the other books that we had have gone missing or been destroyed.  But I'm glad that my mom sent me  The Tale of Two Bad Mice.  It brought back such good memories and I immediately sat down and read it to Dave!  And when we have children, I think I'll want to get the rest of the books again.  Also, I just recently heard about the movie about Beatrix Potter, called Miss Potter.  Have any of you seen it?  It looks interesting and I might watch it sometime soon.

The LDS Prophet on What We've Learned from 9/11

The prophet of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Thomas S. Monson, wrote a guest post in the Washington Post "On Faith" section.  He shared his feelings about the September 11th attacks and how faith has waxed and wained in people over the 10 years since the attacks.  His message emphasizes that we should seek greater and greater faith in God and Jesus Christ all throughout our lives, not just after great tragedies.  Our Savior always wants to be a part of our lives.

I know that Jesus Christ wants to be a part of my life.  I am grateful for the times that I've been able to rely on my faith to get me through hard times.  I am also grateful that I can strengthen that faith and my relationship with the Savior through praying, reading the scriptures (the Bible, the Book of Mormon, and other inspired works), giving service, and attending church meetings.  These are things that everyone can do, and that everyone can do daily.  We never have to feel alone.

I am grateful to know that Thomas S. Monson is a prophet, and to be able to read and be inspired by his words.  You can read his article here, or read some of his other inspiring words here.

Nevada Ghost Towns

All last week Dave and I wondered what we were going to do for Labor Day. We threw around the ideas of going to California and playing on the beach, going camping north of Pahrump, or exploring some of Southern Nevada's ghost towns. From the title of the post, can you guess which one we did? :D

We started out the day with a trip to McDonald's at midnight to celebrate the Monday holiday right away. Then we slept in until past 8am, which was a present to me from Dave. He knows how much I love sleeping in, but he is not really a sleep-in person. After getting ready, grocery shopping, and packing a lunch, we headed out on the road.

The rest of the post is really just a bunch of pictures of a couple of ghost towns north of here. So if that sounds boring, skip the rest. But we really enjoyed our Labor Day. We got lots of exercise walking around among the ruins, we got a little sun, and we had a lot of fun exploring and talking to a couple of people who volunteer as guides in the ghost town of Rhyolite.

What did you do for your Labor Day?

Here is a view of the Nevada desert wilderness.  It really is surprising how deceiving distances in the desert are.  It takes forever to get to places that don't seem that far.

The sign for Rhyolite, which is the biggest ghost town in Southern Nevada.

At a museum in Rhyolite, there were several statues that a European artist made for display.  I love the ghosts!

This is supposed to be the Last Supper in ghosts.  I guessed correctly, that the artist draped models in cloth that was heavily soaked in plaster, and then took it off when it was dry to make these statues.  Pretty interesting.

The valley that Rhyolite is in is called the Golden Horseshoe because it has so many gold mines in it (around 50).  This mountain has about 17 miles of underground tunnels in it.

And this mountain has about 14 miles of underground tunnels in it.  I think that's amazing.

I thought this statue was great.  It's for a famous miner in this area.  He was alone and really lonely.  Apparently the artist thought that putting in a penguin would make the minor's spirit less lonely.  :D

Okay, now these pictures are of the actual town.  It was interesting to walk down these dirt roads and see what was left.  Rhyolite was a town that began and declined rapidly in the early 1900s.

Several of the buildings, like these, were unidentified.  But if I know what the building was, I'll include that here.

It is unknown what this building originally was.  The interesting thing is that wood is at such a premium in this area that when a building is no longer used, it's wood is taken and used somewhere else.  So this building was moved to Beatty (the closest modern town) after the town of Rhyolite was abandoned.  It stayed there until the 1980s as the town's two-room emergency clinic!  When the town decided to build a new one in the 80s, they gave the building back to Rhyolite so they could include it as part of their ghost town.

This is Tom Kelly's bottle house.  It is made of beer and alcohol bottles and maybe cement.  The man who built it won the land in a raffle, built the house out of bottles that a kid he hired found on the ground around town, and then raffled the house for several hundred dollars.  Sounds like a good deal to me!

He wasn't building the house for himself (and maybe if he had it wouldn't have made a difference) and he didn't wash out the bottles that he was using.  Here is a cork that was in one of the bottles that he used.  The house was repaired in 2005, but it was mostly just stabilized and some of the bottles were replaced.  They were only replaced with bottles from the same time period.

This purple glass is from the time period.  It started out clear, but turned this violet color because of a chemical reaction of some chemical that was in the sand.  Pretty, huh?

Here is the front porch area.  I think it's so cool that he turned bottles upside down in the dirt to make a walkway.

I think that this building was unidentified.  But Dave and I thought the walls were cool and took some pictures.

This building was the school.  The town way over-estimated the demand for the school and the length of time the town would last.

This was the general store.

This was the vault in a bank that was run by the same man that owned the general store.

Some old stove that was sitting on the side of the road.  Doesn't Dave look like a crusty old miner?

This was the Cook Bank, which was right next to the Porter Bank.  Dave and I figured out that the reason a town that small could support two banks (and right next to each other, too) was all of the gold deposits!  Of course!  You can see the vault for this bank on the right side of the building.

Here's a view of the Cook Bank from farther away.  It's quite the majestic building.

A little caboose that was by the train depot.

And here's the train depot.  I think that this must have been restored.  It was in really good condition, at least on the outside.  That's how most of the buildings were that had insides.  When we looked inside any of them, they weren't in great condition and they had tons of trash in them.

And of course we found trash on the ground too.  Lots of broken glass.  And these piles of cans that we saw in certain places indicate that a house was located here before the wood was hauled off somewhere else (at least, that's what we think).

We saw some wild life.  These were some kind of strange bird that I've never seen before.

A lizard.  We also saw huge jack rabbits, but we couldn't get pictures of them because they moved too fast.

This is one of the restored residences.

Fun stuff.

This is the Rhyolite jail.  That door that you can see is closed and the cells of the jail are blocked off so you can't see them.

But here are the windows with bars.

This is an unidentified building in Bullfrog.  Bullfrog was a rival town that started up just down the hill from Rhyolite (and I mean JUST down the hill; I thought it was part of the same town), and that died out really quickly when the people in Rhyolite offered them free land to move up to their town.

But of course it had its own jail.  This is the oldest building in this area.

And Rhyolite and Bullfrog shared a cemetary.

It was interesting to walk around and see the few graves that were there. Many of them were surrounded by railings like this, but had no marker to say who was buried there.  This one was small, for a child.

All in all, it was a fun day exploring two of Nevada's ghost towns.