We've enjoyed another great visit from NaNa. On our way to the airport at the end of each of her visits, we discuss our favorite part of the visit. We both concluded our time on the back porch was our favorite.
Mmmmmm, cinamon rolls!
I've spent A LOT of time cultivating my green thumb this summer. Unfamiliar to me was the imense amount of comfort that would come from partaking in a family tradition. I found myself identifying with my Grandmother, Mother, and Aunt in the hours of effort spent emersed in my green friends. My check booked has weeped over my new addiction.
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