Tomorrow morning I am going to visit my sister and aunt in Florida. Three women: 96, 78,77, the last of two great generations. In deciding what we wanted to do, a favorite option was to go fishing. That was my aunt’s suggestion. We come from a long line of women of the land and always loved fishing together. Our grandmother, Aunt Mary’s mother loved to fish and took us all with her, cane poles, pocket full of worms, and off we go. I don’t know if we will ever be together again, but this week we will and for now, that is enough.
I will probably not keep up with the blog this week but there are thousands of poems in the achieves. Please explore them at your leisure. I will see you after the 28th! Thanks for sticking with me all these years! hugs, pat