It was a PY day today: went to the 315 to celebrate Mom’s birthday (which was actually Friday) with the fam. Here’s a picture of Mom and her li’l sis, Tracy. If you look closely, you’ll see that Tra has a tear in her eye – stemming from a conversation about… caramel beets. Of course! Happy birthday, dear mama.
The title of this post is from a quote by Graycie Harmon:
My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune.
Before coffee time, Mom, Dad, Jennie, and I took a stroll along the leaf-strewn streets of PY. Here’s a picture of the gang heading down East Main Street:
And here’s sunshine through the leaves. It was a gorgeous, windy, sunshine-filled autumn afternoon. Sad to think we won’t have many more before the snow starts flying.
Finally, here’s a shot of the guy who guards the front porch at Mom and Dad’s. I think we should call him No-Neck Jack. Happy Almost Halloween!















