Island Retreat . . . . . .

This week, while at my parents for a few days, I spent a day mowing the lawn, digging in some bags of steer manure, changing license plates, emptying the composter, storing the compost, starting a new batch, and washing a dog.  They have been slowing down which is so hard because the mind still thinks younger.  I used to think they would be around forever but knew this is not possible.  Generations of family is such a gift.  Looking back into the past with wonderful memories, then living the future and building (like blocks) memories for our children and grandchildren.