of our front porch.
The rosebush was transplanted from Mom and Dad's house by my brother-in-law, Greg. We were back in Missouri for Misty and Dan's reception the week after Mom died, and when we got home it was planted. Every year when it blooms I think of Mom and Dad and Greg. Add the chair and swing into the mix, and it feels like home.
2 comments:
Beautiful. Good job Greg.
I love that picture too. Such good memories.
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