I spent Memorial Weekend with my folk's on the farm. The 3 hour drive puts them a few weeks ahead in the growing (ALLERGY!) season. I noticed an abundance of cottonwood fuzzies floating in the air around Clare so I decided I better pick up some allergy meds. I'm so glad I did. The trails on the farm were blanketed with fuzz.
The gardens were exploding with blooms & yummy treats. My mom is an awesome cook. I ate my fill of fresh asparagus & morel mushrooms picked on the farm. Morels cooked my favorite way, dredged in flour & pan-fried in butter until crispy. Yum! I was one of many hungry travelers eating well that day. Hummingbirds buzzed the porch feeders. Bumblebees feasted on bleeding heart nectar & the lilacs were covered in hummingbird moths. I was lucky to catch photos of both in flight.
I have wonderful memories of my great-grandparents. I was blessed to have them in my life for many years. Great-Grandpa was 82 when he passed. He would be 118 if he were alive today. His infant brother passed when Great-Grandpa was just a child. We're not sure when the lamb was placed but it's likely the lamb is over 100 years old. Here's a photo of my Great-Grandpa & his family taken sometime in the early 1900's. (Great-Grandpa is the little blonde boy with the serious expression.)
It was a wonderful weekend making memories with my family, honoring the memory of my loved ones, and paying tribute to our Nation's Fallen Heroes, the brave men & women who made the ultimate sacrifice so that we may all live free. Please, honor their memory by helping the living. Support your local Veterans organizations!