It's a tradition, that we go to the Antigo parade each year. Grandma lived right off the parade route. The parade seems different without stopping at her house first for a patriotic dessert, walking to the corner, watching her visiting with neighbors. Time moves on I guess, we can only grab a hold of and create memories of during what little time we live.
I love this bouquet from Green's Flower Farm a friend, for the second summer, has gifted me with a weekly flower subscription. I'm getting so spoiled with these! This one looks like fireworks.
Then, without going into too much detail, I had a rough day with so many struggles with my mobility, disease, other's perception of me, it was just too many things in like 48 hours. The last thing...almost broke me...I did have a good cry about it. Anyway, I wanted to call my brother and tell him about it, because he had mobility issues and understands it. Well, about 30 minutes after I hung up, Al came in with this bouquet my brother and sister-in-law dropped off. Then I cried again.
Our bees are doing great! Al thinks we can get some honey pretty soon. I love just sitting and listening to the hum.
































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