When my daughter, Becca, was in kindergarten, she refused to wear a dress unless she could wear that pin. It was a simple gold leaf, I think I got it from Avon. Even though it was way too “grown up” for a five year old, it was a necessary addition to her wardrobe whenever she was required to wear a dress. I still have that pin, and every time I see it, I think about this picture. Happy Birthday, Becca!
Payne Lake at sunset on November 14, 2009. This is in the Oakmulgee Wildlife Management Area of the Talledega National Forest south of Tuscaloosa, Alabama.
(Michael and FabGrandma: love at first sight: 1996)
Thirteen years ago, on October 13, my first grandchild was born. I drove a thousand miles from Atlanta, Georgia, to San Antonio, Texas to hold him in my arms for the first time. He was so tiny, so perfect, so beautiful. He was the one who made me the FabGrandma.
Yesterday was his thirteenth birthday. He is now living in Maryland with his Air Force Dad, my son. But I have to tell ya, that little guy has been to more places than I have, and I go a lot! Besides San Antonio, he has lived in Guam, and England. He has been to Stone Henge, Loch Ness, the Leaning Tower of Piza, the Eiffel Tower. He has camped on the shore of Wales, and near the beach in Tusany. He has caught grunion on the beach at Imperial Beach, California, and crappie in a lake in north Georgia.
(Michael fishing in north Georgia with his Dad and FabGrandpa: 2003)
That boy really gets around. Here is another photo of him that I love:
(Michael on the pier at Imperial Beach, California, with the catch of the day: 2004)
Hope you had a very happy birthday, Fab Grandson Michael!
I came upon this family of deer on the road to the Widforss Trailhead this week. The deer up here are wild, but they don’t seem to be as skittish as other deer as they didn’t run off as soon as they saw me. Instead, they seemed to pose for me.
I met my friend Donna, in 1964 or 65, when we were in the 8th grade. I was the new kid, having moved from Austell to Douglasville, Georgia, after school had started for the year. We were inseparable in our early teens, spending almost every weekend at her house. We helped each other through our first marriages, having our children, and through the divorces that followed.
We visited as often as we could over the years, but it never seemed like often enough. The photo above was taken in May of 1995, when we drove to San Antonio, Texas together to take a bassinette to my son and his wife for their firstborn child. We decided that since we were close enough, we would just drive down to Mexico for one day before returning to Atlanta.
Donna bought a longhorn steer skull, with a horn span of what seemed like six feet. If it had been one more inch, we would have had to have driven all the way with the rear windows rolled down so they could stick out. A few years later, when I hit the road for my life as a gypsy, I lost track of her. We haven’t seen each other in almost 10 years, maybe more. But, I found her on Facebook this week! I hope we can get together when I go home to Douglasville over the winter.
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