Tuesday, July 07, 2009

The Best Way to Blue Heron

At Lippert Hollow I won the Whose the First to Spot Aunt Mary's House game. Even took second place by being the first to spot the barn. Sat on the porch reading letters Grandpa Stephan wrote in the forties ("Flossie is getting to be quite a good milker" Flossie being my mother, not a cow). Played banjo tunes I hope Uncle John played on his Gibson before dying in WWII, and watched lightning strikes on top of the hill across the road. Unfortunately my cousin, Sara, didn't get there with her family until after midnight so our visit was brief.

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