over the fields to grandma’s
October 11, 2008
Today the boys and I had a nice surprise when we drove down today to see my Grandma. She’s been slowly slipping into senility, or Alzheimers; hard to say. And in past months, she really hasn’t remembered anything- what a dragonfly was or where she lived. But today, for whatever reason, she was sharp as a tack and we were able to talk about the past again. About the camping trips we used to take, about my Mom and Dad, about times ranging from her childhood to my own. It was an unexpected gift on a beautiful day.
Adding to the magic was a sudden rainstorm, pelting us with fleeting fury as we drove. It was on us and gone in the space of a minute.
The photo is from the great Firefly Forest blog, of a field of Arizona poppies blooming just below Madera Canyon, close to where I was today.
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Allegre sent me a link to this hilarious Wile E. Coyote snippet that reminded her of John McCain’s attacks on Obama.
