This is what the moon looked like when I woke up on Saturday morning, August 1.

~ I love getting awake to a beautiful moon.

This is what I saw in our kitchen when I woke up on Sunday morning, August 2.

~ I love getting awake to a note like this.

Jana and a few other young people were in our man cave the night before. The guys do allow girls in there now and then.

This has been the “note pole” since our children could read and write. There were not cell phones then, so this is how we left messages for each other. I love that the grandchildren know where to leave notes. That little white clip must be 40 years old – or more. At one point we had 3 note clips on the pole. Now one suffices.

A pretty catbird contemplating a bath on a warm Sunday afternoon.

A finch waiting for the catbird to finish bathing.

~ I love watching birds

The Hawthorne picnic was at the pavilion in our woodlot on Sunday evening.

Everyone brings a hot and cold dish.

We had a small group, but a fabulous time.

These are three of my mothers siblings – Orpha, Lester, and Joyce. My Uncle Vernon lives in California. Their four oldest siblings – Leroy, Florence (my mother), Anna Mary, and Betty – are living in heaven.

~ I love visiting with the Hawthorne family and being reminded of my mother. They talk and laugh like her.