Last month, my wonderful, brave sister took all 3 girls - for 3 days and two nights...they had lots of fun. They love being with their Auntie Katie and Uncle Alan and love playing with their cousin Hannah! Following are pictures of Ashlynn, Bella, Sophia and Hannah, playing and hiking.
I was thinking about my Grandma Miller. She passed away earlier this year. She had dementia and Alzheimers for the past 13 or 14 years. I miss her a lot and I have actually missed her for a very long time. She did not remember a lot of things over the years, and told the same stories over and over, but you could still see her spunkiness and she would laugh her loud laugh and you knew that the grandma that you remembered was not really that far away.
When I was a kid, spending the night at grandma's house meant a good meal, nutter butter cookies, climbing trees, running around the yard, enjoying the flowers, the softest beds in the world, wearing grandma's nightgowns, getting our hair washed with lemon juice and for the grand finale - grandma would take out her false teeth for us...life was good.
When I was a teenager, I did not want to spend a Sunday afternoon at grandma's house. I would rather have been spending time with my boyfriend. It wasn't 'til later that I appreciated that when she stayed at our house, she would be awake when I came home and talk to me and not even mention that I was home HOURS past my curfew.
When I was a young adult and going thru some hard times, I called my grandma up and she said to just come over and stay as long as I needed to...she was not the slightest bit judgmental of me.
My grandma taught me many lessons - for a big part of her life, things were not easy, with money, health problems and raising 4 kids by herself - but she was tough and spunky and I love her dearly. Thank you grandma for sticking it out and laughing loudly and loving us when we didn't deserve it. The pictures below were taken in the summer of 2000.
I absolutely love the fall, even if I am here in Buckeye, where the leaves don't really fall off of the trees. Fall is still an archway into cooler, more beautiful weather. Even when it drops to 85 or so, I start thinking about sweaters, hot chocolate and cozy-ness. It makes me happy to see people decorating their houses with orange and yellow scarecrows and fall wreaths (even if they are hanging them on cactuses...) And if you live here long enough, you really are cold at 70 degrees and can justify wearing a jacket and a scarf (no really!) Ha ha.
Just to get in the fall mood, I thought I would include some of my favorite fall pictures. These were taken a couple of years ago, in New York. My goal this year is to try and take some really good Arizona fall pictures... Watching a big, fat caterpillar...