June. Gentle afternoon heat; mornings, foggy and cool. Farmers markets loaded with berries, stone fruits, spring and summer veg. And my grandson arrives.
Pure delight! ☺️ I love imagining you and your 6 ft grandkid smiling (“down and “up!”) at each other.
Lovely, Kim! What a wonderful grandmother you are.
Thank you, Victoria!
So much love in this poem 🥰
There is... for plums and grands! 😊❤️
Pure delight! ☺️ I love imagining you and your 6 ft grandkid smiling (“down and “up!”) at each other.
Lovely, Kim! What a wonderful grandmother you are.
Thank you, Victoria!
So much love in this poem 🥰
There is... for plums and grands! 😊❤️