A hawk scans the fields near a lonely country church that sits on a farm five minutes from my house.
The church is flanked on one side by a small apple orchard.
It’s Victoria Day and the weekend that I long for my Nanny Ekstrom.
The apple blossoms are in full bloom.
The scent of her Avon apple blossom fragrance filled my childhood.
As apple blossom petals floated in the morning breeze, I wished she was with me.
Time doesn’t always heal…
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Memories…instantly brought to life by a single thought, scent, or image. I’m sure Nanny E. is smiling and thinking the same thing. xo
xo
Michelle, Bill and I were married in that church 45 years ago on May 20th. We spend a delightful day with your Mom and Dad. xo
Mom told me…Happy Anniversary!
absolutely gorgeous photos,michelle!
Thanks Sweetie!
Hi Michelle, I have adored your site since I first ran across it. I enjoy your stories, your photos and your recipes. That is why I have nominated you for the new award at Food Stories “For Excellence in Storytelling”. I know you are one heck of a busy lady but I wanted to let you know how much I enjoy your work : ) You can learn more about the award here http://foodstoriesblog.com/food-stories-award/ Have a fantastic week!
You are amazing! Thank you so much!
Michelle I am always amazed at the beautiful pictures you show us. But why should I be amazed you do everything so well. Norm
I am delighted that you are reading my blog! Thx
How beautiful!!! Both memories and photos. I am sure this long weekend with bring lots of new and wonderful memories as well.
I am so looking forward to it! Hope you have a wonderful weekend as well!
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