I went to Palmyra this weekend. And the best part was that it didn't make an ounce of difference. I expected to feel something great and magnificent - but my heart felt all that a long time ago. I already knew it was true.
The Smith family farm. A tiny log cabin on 100 acres. The site of the restoration.

Crocuses pushing through the ground, in the Sacred Grove



Palmyra Temple, built in the Smith's backyard

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