The peonies ae not ready for prime time around here. Some people are showing their beautiful peony blossums, but mine a little hard balls, without even a big, black ANT to show for themselves. More waiting required.
There are changes in the garden everyday.
And my cousin Andrew from Vermont is in town for a conference. The last time I saw him was 12 years ago. He is nine years younger than I, so we didn't get to know each other as kids. "Andrew" is a family name he shared with my father, and our great-grandfather. He and I share our birthday, which thrilled me when I was 9.
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We shared stories about our families, churches, and interests--a good conversation over lunch and later sitting on the deck enjoying the sun on the lake.
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Then DS Peter and DDIL Lynne came over for supper, also on the deck.
A lovely last day of May, family, sunshine and flowers.
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Sara
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Gratitudes:
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Pentecost Sunday celebration at the Dominican Center--lots of red clothing
Tasty lunch at the Greek restaurant
Reconnecting with Andrew
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