Here's my mother, who is 91 yrs. old. I brought her over last week so that she could see how great my garden is growing.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Too bad in the Fall I will have to transplant it and bring it back inside. Hmmmm...must start thinking ahead about that.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Since we had a Lori at our house, we dubbed her "Baby Laurie" so that we wouldn't confuse whom we were talking about (or to).
Yesterday we went to her wedding, which was held at the Bradley Estate in Canton, a rich older home set on miles of rolling hills and green land. Beyond the fence there, we spied a couple of llamas roaming around, too.
Laurie was escorted down the aisle in the outdoor ceremony, by her father, who handed her and all of her lovliness over to her intended, Steven.
The ceremony was performed by an Assembly of God pastor and the wedding vows were meaningful and endearing. Suddenly, she became Mrs. K.
She looked like a model in her beautiful gown and he looked very handsome. A nice couple, indeed.
They had rented the Bradley Estate until 10 at night, with everyone enjoying the drinks and catered food, dancing and celebration.
We told Baby Laurie that we will continue to call her "Baby" until she has a baby of her own someday, then we will call her baby "Baby".