I am back. We had the memorial celebration last Saturday, and now my life goes on. I've made it through the fear and anxiety and flashbacks. I know I have alot of grieving left, but I'm better able to handle it.
So today's post is going to be alot of pictures. I just want to fill in on all that has transpired.
Two days before the Memorial.
The day before the Memorial.
How Great Thou Art.
George and Gracie explore the pastures.
Somehow I found time to dye some yarns.
The sign in table. I made this centerpiece using as many fruits and vegetables that Alan grew. They are arranged in an old milk container from the milk pipeline.
Some of my kids keeping warm under one of the patio heaters.
We used the cria creep (a small stall that is rigged so only the babies can get in) for the beer stall. One of Alan's friends contributed a keg in remembrance of their high school days. Oh, they were naughty boys!!!!
My friend, Lori, from the Glass Slipper in Ferndale, painted this old cupboard door from our old kitchen.
Last by not least, my wonderful brother who has been my rock. He gave a wonderful service.
That's it. From now on you will be reading about my crazy life again. The Market starts in a month. I bought an electric spinning wheel that will double my production.
Hugs to all for your love and support.