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Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Patience . . .

Remind me . . . next spring . . .
when I begin to fret about
this plant and that plant not returning, not popping up like perrenials do.
Remind me . . . they will appear in their own time . . .


Momma's Iris . . . finally opening up . . .
In Their Own Time . . .

Love the Mother's Day hanging plant above that my daughter gave me and . . .
Hummingbirds will be happy to see that Fushia . . . sip, sip . . .


Things are beginning to fill in, leaf out . . .
I do love this time of the year . . .

Oakland caught a fish!
Her great granny, GG Carole, has a home on the lake
and Oakland's momma caught this picture . . .
Great catch Little Miss Adorable!

Memorial Day . . .
Give honor and respect to those who have served for our freedom . . .
Fly our flag, attend a Memorial Day service, gather with friends and family . . .
Give Pause . . .
Remember

Love ~
Lynne

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"We must never forget that freedom is never free.
It is the most costly thing in the world.
Freedom is never paid in lump sum.
Installments come due in every generation.
All any of us can do is offer the generations that follow a chance for freedom.
President Ronald W. Reagan

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Field of Flags is from the Hampton, Iowa Cemetary
Picture was taken by my high school classmate friend Carol.
I will get to see and be with her and other classmates
in a few weeks . . .
when we celebrate our 60th Hampton High School Class Reunion

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Lighting A Candle . . .

Tragedy in Manchester . . .
Feeling helpless . . . so I lit a candle . . .
At the very least it is something I can do . . .

Derby Cathedral lights 22 candles for victims of the Manchester atrocity.


Heartbreaking . . .

Sunday, May 21, 2017

What Bit Of Wisdom . . .

My youngest grandson graduates from high school on Thursday, the 25th. I spent a bunch of time with him when his mom went back to work a few months after his birth. His other granny spent bunches of time with him too. We were his "Teamed Up Grandparent" childcare.


Jordon has been set on "go" since I can remember. Active, athletic, ready to try anything, hands on little guy, was how he learned from early on. We played cars, trucks, and blocks many a day. Patient Mister Irish built many a block building and trail in those early pre school days. We looked at, plus I read him lots and lots of books early on. We went on many car rides, trips to the "big lake" . . . walking sand dunes. What a sight to see him fly up a sand dune hill. Jordon loved his bikes, motor bike too, plus snowboarding and then his first car. Almost forgot . . . he loved Scoopy Doo . . .

Granny Linda and I both volunteered in his school classrooms until he reached middle school age. Mister Irish and I went to probably most of his events. We attended field trips, basketball games, soccer, track and pole vault events.


Lunch out together has been fun . . . For awhile it was Subway . . . and for many years it has been Olive Garden and Chicken Scampi. Jordon loves salad, pepperoncinis, dill pickles, his other granny's broccali. He loves his uncle Tim's chicken wings . . . He likes my chili, special dip, chicken spaghetti . . .


The days, weeks, months, years have flown by. Jordon, eighteen, graduating, going off to college, interested in internet security . . .


I am his granny . . . he is a happy young man, very sweet to me, kind, helpful, loving . . . what bits of wisdom do I tuck under that graduating cap . . .

Keep smiling . . . I love you . . .
I am very proud of you . . . and who you are . . .
Happy Graduation Day . . .

Love ~
granny