Waxing nostalgic . . .(Bad on me - should have posted this Friday!)

Not sure why, perhaps because it will be the first Memorial Day that I haven't gone to the cemetery with flowers and so I'm thinking about Ma and Pa, Pépé Bonnin, Little Louise, MaTante Rose, Gram and Angie. No matter the years I think of them daily even if only to ask them to continue to watch over our families and friends. Spoke with younger brother and his wife and all is well in their neck of the woods. He told me that the cemetery looks good and there were flowers on Ma, Pa and Louise's plot. I have also spoken with our cousin Susan and it is thanks to her and her younger sister that there are flowers at the cemetery for our family. It is very thoughtful of our cousins to care for the graves. I was concerned about that when we left Connecticut and now I can smile because their graves will not go undecorated.

Spent the morning using my 1980's Oster Kitchen Center which Ma Tante Rose gave me those many years ago. I believe she received it as a gift from a bank when she opened a new account. There was quite a lot of competition back then and she would receive some nice gifts from the two banks she did business with. P&D's Pop helped me to sliver the cabbage for Ma Tante Blanche's coleslaw which we shall bring to Big Kiddo's home tomorrow to go with the brisket he's smoking as I write! I also decided that we needed a Black Coffee Cake and a Sally Lunn bread. It will be a nice quiet get together as daughter-in-law has just had shoulder surgery and will have to baby that shoulder for a while.

Went to South Park early this morning and was surprised at the amount on tree limbs, branches and leaves blown and scattered all over the place. One huge tree had also been toppled by the storm we had last Thursday night. Grampa managed to sleep through it but I was up having a can't-sleep-attack-snack and although I usually like to look out at the rain and lightening I couldn't get myself to open the blinds. The lightening was pretty fearsome and lasted for what seemed like a couple of hours. Not really sure how long it lasted but I finally went to bed and to sleep. The only non damage in the yard the following morning were leaves and small branches from someone else's trees and the watering can on the other side of the porch.

Quote:  Infant - Joy thou bringest, but mixed with trembling; anxious joys, and tend
er fears;  pleasing hopes, and mingled sorrows; smiles of transport dashed with tears.  ____Cottle