Looks like it's going to be another cool and drippy day.
And that's how we spent the day, drooping and hanging around.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
An extraordinarily beautiful start to the day.
Shouldn't our sunset years be filled with as much spit and fire as this...
Sunday, June 16, 2013
I read a meaningful post today written by Abigail Carter, a widow and mother of young children. In the article, titled "Every Day is Father's Day," Ms. Carter talks about what it is like to be among other's who are celebrating this day.
She ends the piece with this:
I understand the pain and sadness of days like today.
Ross and I spent some quiet time in the sun, sitting on a bench, in a lovely garden park.
Where we found a moment of peace and serenity.
And even though he was in shorts and I in my flip flops, we were treated royally.