July 2017

Every night we walk the dogs and I see this view.
I wanted to try to capture it and this is a few of
the 20 shots I took.

I loved this dogwood. Every year it would bloom standing
by itself and every Christmas I would put lights on it.
I just can't bring myself to tear it down.
I think I could actually push it over if I tried hard enough.
So as we walk I look at it and wonder. But I still see the
beauty of this tree.

The same with our country's flag.
It waves proudly in the sun, wind, snow, rain, good times and bad.
Giving us all strength as we think of the vast meaning of it.
Where it flew, where it was carried proudly and hidden for safety,
those who died for it and the caskets it covers.
This Father's day remember all out fathers.
They stand proudly as a dieing tree
and live in the freedom of our flag.

Which we enjoy (freedom) on our porch at night. No matter how hot
or wet, we gather on the porch to talk. As the day winds down we relax.
The birds are chirping, the dogs are sleeping
and the
young sons come out and sit with us.
I love it
AND
we love you Kyle, you are strong like a tree and wrap your love
around us like the flag. Thank you for all you do for all of us!

And as I said on FB. Dad gave us these Rosa Sharon's. These blooms
came out for
Fathers Day weekend- on one bush.
They line the back yard and only one bush bloomed. These
are still the only one that have come out.
Thank you Dad for sharing and spreading your love.
I love you all!