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Take Me Back Tuesday: Grandma

One of my family’s favorite places in the whole world is Michigan. We vacation there every year, and while Michigan is a lovely state, we love it because we spend time with moms, dads, sisters and brothers, aunts, uncle and cousins…our family! This year, our family traveled to Colorado instead, and so Michigan will have to wait until next summer.

This picture takes me back to the summer of 2005, when Lily was about eight months old. She is the first granddaughter on my side of the family. This is how my mom wanted her granddaughters to remember her…full of laughter and love!

Mom and Lily at the house we rented with our extended family every summer.
I can hardly believe I took this picture five years ago! And so I’m linking up to A Day for Two and:

A Day With Two

Don’t forget to post pictures of where you have been this summer, (or any summer, for that matter!) and come back tomorrow to link up to Where in the World Wednesdays, here on Lemon Drop Pie!

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Oh, Dear, a Deer!

Lily is my wildlife spotter. Last summer, while we were eating lunch, Lily was looking out the window. She very casually said, “There’s a fox in our backyard.” I thought there was no way a fox could be in our suburban backyard. But I turned around to look anyway, and … there was a fox! We saw him several other times that summer.

Earlier this spring, Lily asked me, “Is that a crow in our tree?” I turned around to look.

“No, that’s a hawk!”

I quickly rephrased that. “No, it’s TWO hawks!” (Somewhere, there is a nest full of hawk-lings, if you know what I mean.)

So when Lily told me in the middle of the afternoon that there was a deer in our backyard, I instantly looked out the window.

This is what I saw.

Our neighborhood has a lot of dogs, which were kind of freaking the deer out. I called the non-emergency number of our police station, (I already know our suburb doesn’t have animal control) and the officer who answered said that they were not equipped to handle deer. He advised to just leave the deer alone and let it leave at nighttime.

The deer jumped the fence, and spent the afternoon resting behind our neighbor’s shed. The next morning, there was no sign of her. I was relieved, but Emmy had a harder time. She wanted the deer to stay. “But I LOVE the deer!” she said.

I suppose we wouldn’t have to mow the lawn as often if the deer stayed around!

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