|Cousins Mike and Mikey|
Father and son are at the end of our Blystone street - the very beginning of the annual ~CT United Ride~ - that just happens to have its start right around the corner from us. Gets me ever year - a very emotional half-hour or so watching over 5,000 (give or take) motorcycles - both civilian and police - ride by in honor of the victims of 9/11.
In CT United Ride's words:
"The CT United Ride is a motorcycle ride honoring those who lost their lives, those who gave their lives, and those who continue to put their lives on the line each day as a result of the tragedies occurring on 9/11. The CT United Ride is sponsored by the CT State Fire Fighters - the UPFFA of CT. This event is the largest 9/11 tribute in the State of Connecticut."
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Dad showing his son
Son catches on fast
Sunday, September 04, 2016
|Father sitting on Daughter's Memorial Bench|
GB taking a moment to commiserate with our Rem...so much love!
Overlooking the first Frisbee-Golf hole at Cranbury Park, sitting on Rem's bench
My sis is in town for the weekend and wanted to go visit our Miss Remy's bench, so off to her bench (and tree) Care,
GB and I went. Care and I sat on Remy's bench for a bit and communed with her - both in memory and in the
here and now - and then went for a walk. Rem's dad decided to stay behind and have his moment with his daughter,
between just the two of them. Of course, a ~gift~ of a cigar was involved. Rem giving her dad a cigar had become
something special before her death, and has become even more so now - long story there for another time.
Love your lovies...you never know just how much time you have left with them, on this earth!
Thinking about all
We treasured together...and
When we'll hug again
Sunday, August 28, 2016
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Friday, August 19, 2016
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Clearing out debris
Sometimes leads to a surprise
Hey mama, come back!
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Wednesday, August 10, 2016
|perennial hardy hibiscus. Dad said he started with one red and one white, and ended up with a|
light pink flower* with no center redness - it's beautiful!
The dance is over
It's time to go. Off to my
Dreams...there's no more show...
Tuesday, August 09, 2016
|what we've always referred to above as a mimosa tree blossom, we've come to find it's really not.|
My grandparents had two of the beautiful trees growing in the backyard of their California, MO
home. Every time I see a tree in bloom, I think of them, with much love, much much love.
Little punk blossoms
Blooming in your pink pink way
Wish I could be you.