The snowball bush didn’t do so well during the hard winter, it’s being propped up here and there. My grandmother loved snowballs, and when it’s in bloom and also Memorial Day, she gets a bunch on her gravestone.
We made the tour as usual this year, despite my Aunt Pat being under the weather. Basil and Basiliki and George and Helen were visited, and then Matt met up with us at Verde Cocina for a delicious lunch.
What a beautiful picture!
Well done, as usual. I know you know this – but I miss being able to do this with my family.