Our summer has come to an end. School has started, I have harvested most of my garden and my chickens aren't laying as much even with the threats. This summer was different from the rest.
It began with a death and it ended with a death
We lost a beloved nephew/cousin/grandson the end of May.
He was only 21.
The kids went to a youth conference, the girls went to girls camp and the boys went to scout camp.
We took family pictures. It doesn't sound like a big deal but for my family it is quite the event. As you can see, they are all smiling
We moved here the very end of March so my Garden was thrown together very quickly. I had a lot of help from my church missionaries and my kids.
Not everything I planted did well but I still count the garden as a success.
I am still getting tomatoes, Joe and Shelby just harvested some of our sunflower seeds. I recently planted some more snap peas and I will plant garlic in October. I have enough onions, tomatoes, freezer pickles and butternut squash to last until at least February (I think). We didn't have to buy a lot of produce this summer because we ate what we grew. So overall, not too bad for a last minute garden.
I visited southern Virginia
Picked strawberries, cherries and blueberries at a local fruit farm.
Collected chickens and a duck. And then some more ducks
We celebrated my son Gabe's birthday and my husband Joe's birthday.
We went to NYC
We stopped by Hershey, Pennsylvania, Lancaster, Pennsylvania and Fort Indian Gap, Pennsylvania
August 16th,the day before Joe's birthday, his sweet Nanny passed away.
We attended her funeral in Levittown, Pennsylvania (I think that's where we were anyway. So many Pennsylvania stops). We also got to visit with a lot of his family members, including a brother, sisters, dad, aunts, uncles and lots of cousins. There were so many great memories of Nanny shared.
Joe has a wonderful family. I love their closeness and I love how much they all love their Nanny. I am very grateful for having her for my Nanny too and I will truly miss her.
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