For Posterity

This was the day of my grandmother's funeral.

Afterwards, we went to the farm to do some arranging and such, and I took some pictures of her flowers. This is the walkway being impinged upon by irises and the view from the hill. You can see all the different types in this photo: iris, cabbage roses, peonies, and a lily of some type (as well as some overgrown grass).

One of my favorite iris colors--so vibrant!

I've always loved poppies.

These are the color of the cake she made me for my 16th birthday.

Peonies in the shade.

The roses are about done. I love the cascade of petals in this one.

She hasn't lived on the farm for about a year, so this is the flowers after being untended for that long. The relative lack of weeds (there are some, but not nearly as many as in my flowerbeds) is a testament to how carefully she watched them. This is at ground level up the path. The green stalk in the middle will become firecracker flowers by July.

The Road from Home

These were taken at the end of the lane on the farm looking out toward the north and toward town.

I also had some food with Gillie and Kora (friends who are going far away):

(Looks like Luther snuck in there as well...)

Historic

The theater where I saw Star Wars (if you need an episode number or even a year, you're SOL), also the day I learned to love bad boys. It was the closest theater—14 miles from the farm. (It was probably pink then, too, but I don't remember for sure.)

Sharing My Woods

Today I got to take Max and Ethan to the woods on the farm. We had great fun. I mentioned the fossils that I used to find there, and a few feet farther Max said, "I think I found one!" And he had. I really enjoyed sharing it with them.

A couple of other random images of where I grew up:

And, of course, the sunset over Topeka (be sure and check out Khaentlahn's version, too). . .