Monday, July 7, 2014


     Fribbles, the youngest of my grandchildren, was frightened by the fireworks on the Fourth of July, so I held her on my lap. She covered her eyes and peeked from between her fingers. Later, as her mother was tucking her into bed that night, she said, smiling, that the fireworks were scary and spicy but it was safe and hugs on Grandma's lap.


  1. Being a grandparent is such a joy!
    Sounds as if your granddaughter has a lovely bond with you.
    As regards greenery in NY - yes I miss the countryside, but there are some pretty oasis's (spelling!)

  2. Oh a Granddaughter how lucky you are and I love the words and pic. B