We spent the weekend at the farm celebrating my Dad's 87th birthday.
Nick would like you to think that he caught this fine specimen,
but really, Jeff did. There was this really awkward moment where Jeff was reeling
in the "cat" and my brother was cutting down a tree across the yard.
It was a "suspended motion" feeling, everything was happening at the
same time in slow motion. I didn't know who to watch.
The rope swing....popular as usual.
You saw the fish, this was the tree. It was cut, stacked, and
the remnants burned and the yard raked clean in the span of an hour and a half.
He asks..."Do you suppose I'll make 100?"
We say, "of course."
Gabester and mama.
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Happy Birthday to your Dad! He looks fabulous for 87. And you look great too.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rachel. :)
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, my Dad fell that same night and cut up his face and arm. :( He's okay...it's just tough stuff gettin' old.
Happy Birthday Holly's Dad! :) Looks like he, and everyone, had a good weekend.
ReplyDeleteWhoa, sorry to hear he cut his face and arm! I'll say a prayer he heals quickly.