Day One Hundred Seventy Two

Today is Father's Day. Here is Neil with daughters Kelly
and Holly. They treated him to a homemade spaghetti
lunch with all the fixins at Holly's house. We enjoyed a D.Q.
ice cream cake for dessert.

Here is our son in law Jerry with his kiddos Shelby and
Elijah. We all had a fun time together this afternoon.

My dad passed away ten years ago. Here he is with me and
my brother Ken back in 1953. He was with us in spirit today
because the spaghetti sauce we enjoyed for our special lunch
was his own unique recipe and simply the best in the world.
Love you and miss you, Pop!
God bless fathers everywhere!

Day One Hundred Seventy One

Daughter Kelly came in from Murfreesboro today, bearing gifts--two (that's 2!) boxes of Krispy Kreme doughnuts and a bag of fresh white peaches from the produce stand on Willow.

This evening, the Myers family dropped in after their day at the lake. Shelby and Elijah couldn't wait to get their hands on a Krispy Kreme chocolate covered with sprinkles.

Shelby got her bangs cut. Elijah is sporting his new buzz cut. They're ready for Summer!

It's always a good day for me when my family is around.

Day One Hundred Seventy

Neil power washed our front porch this morning. Wet paint globs were flying everywhere, as you can tell from the view through our front door. The front porch will get a new coat of paint in anticipation of new siding going up very soon. He's been power washing since 8:30 this morning and is still going at it at 6:03, having moved to the back porch where the deck and just about everything else is receiving a nice scrubbing. I know our neighbors hate us for all the racket that machine has made for almost ten hours straight, but it can't be helped. Neil is going to be one tired puppy when it's all over with.

Day One Hundred Sixty Nine

Thursday at Granny's house. Shelby and Elijah in sepia. Elijah fell off his stool and is just laying there in the floor. Shelby prefers to remain oblivious. Good times with the grand kids.

Day One Hundred Sixty Eight

Every Spring, the Mulberry tree in our backyard sprouts...well....Mulberries. They ripen into these big fat juicy things that are very tasty. Daughter Holly used to pick and eat them off the tree when she was little. The grand kids have recently discovered them, too. We've had a bumper crop the past two years. The only draw back is when they start to drop off the tree and make a big mushy purple mess in the yard and on the deck. And speaking of purple mess, the birds love them. The squirrels feast on them, too. The berries are usually done by the end of June. And it's really the only decent shade tree we have in the back yard, which makes it worth the mess. I guess.