The best weekend of my life was a Labor Day weekend, three years ago. It was a weekend rooted in family. Coming together to love and support each other. There were 32 of us in that little house; laughing crying, loving, cooking, praying, and playing.This past Labor Day weekend some of us gathered again. Friends and family, we numbered 18. We camped, canoed, fished, cooked over open fires, laughed, sang, loved and remembered those that are not with us.
This Saturday, I also got a chance to meet Tammy from Happenings on the Hill. Over a coffee we chatted. Sharing more of our life stories that we elude to in our blogging. Tammy, thank you for the wonderful honey, eggs and goat hair. Hope our paths soon cross again.
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Patty, you are most welcome! It was a pleasure to finally meet and I hope that it becomes the first of many. Good luck with the new job!
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