You know when someone you love dies, and later , you think you see them . Just a glimpse and your heart races... Then you remember that they are gone and your heart crashes. Today I saw the ghost of me... the girl I used to be. It has been so long, I wondered if it is too late . I feel so far removed from her . I miss her... and I want her back.
The Idea of hard work and self suffciency is nothing new to these old boys. Floyd and his friend Marty have been working hard every day making lumber. Firing up the old sawmill is quite a task, it is heavy, sweaty, exhausting work. And though even though they come to the house at suppertime moving slower and groaning when they move, I can tell they have a sense of a good days work well done. P.S. the smell of sawdust is heavenly.
Another wonderful day with family . Beautiful weather! Our little Marley has everything she needs for her afternoon nap, Binks and Daddy in one big hug.
Today was unseasonably warm. Perfect for the first weiner roast of the year. Taking fire precautions is important this time of year, and Valkrie was more than willing to help keep things watered down . What a wonderful day I had today.