Many are the days I've wondered why we continue to live in Kansas, which can be a desert in August, and a deep freeze in January. But this is not one of those days. This is an Indian Summer day: calm, sunny, and in the 70's. We planted this tree in our backyard about 4 or 5 years ago. It's a keeper! Before we planted it I watched to see where it would be the most efficient on a summer afternoon. The middle of the yard turned out to be the perfect spot. It already shades our kitchen window from the mid-to-late-afternoon sun, and offers a cool place for the birdfeeders and birdbath. I can't imagine why they call it "Autumn Blaze," can you?Our lovely daughter celebrated her birthday this last Septemb
er. She found out what 32 lighted candles look like on a square cake. It impressed me--I can't believe our children are in their thirties already! I'm still trying to get used to the idea she's expecting her third next May. That age-old question: "Where has the time gone?" comes up often in my thoughts and vocabulary. If I would just accept that life keeps moving forward, rather than trying to process it so it fits into a permanent niche in my mind. I think what I'm afraid of is losing the special moments among all the less meaningful moments, the worries and cares of life. Thank goodness for cameras which help us remember the beautiful and important things in life.
er. She found out what 32 lighted candles look like on a square cake. It impressed me--I can't believe our children are in their thirties already! I'm still trying to get used to the idea she's expecting her third next May. That age-old question: "Where has the time gone?" comes up often in my thoughts and vocabulary. If I would just accept that life keeps moving forward, rather than trying to process it so it fits into a permanent niche in my mind. I think what I'm afraid of is losing the special moments among all the less meaningful moments, the worries and cares of life. Thank goodness for cameras which help us remember the beautiful and important things in life. 
The lights of our lives, our grandbabies. I'm happy they're growing up on the farm like I did. A dog, lots of cats and kittens, riding in the tractor or big combine with daddy, picnics in the field, snakes and coyotes. 
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Beautiful daughter and grandbabies!! They grow up way to fast.I remember once in my younger years a lady told me she had a 30 year old son and i was amazed, now i have a 38 year old daughter. Who has a 17 year old son. Egad! Great tree!! Dee <><
Congrats to your daughter!
It is surprising how quickly we get to this stage in life, especially as I remember how the early years of motherhood sometimes seemed to crawl by. You must have been a young grandmother, Dee.
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