mom with her "red honeysuckle"

stool grown in among the treesour new neighbor!

making choices to be here instead of spending all my time north with grandbabies and sons & DIL has not been easy... but days like yesterday with mom in her garden talking "teaching" me all about the plants she has gathered there and feeling that these days are not going to last forever make this choice feel like a wise one... not long before I will get to go north to share special days with the rest of the family... but for now this is where I belong...