Blooms for Pheobe

I walked to Pop’s Pond.  I wanted to see if that “big” wind yesterday blew the new resting swing away.  No, it was still there.  I’m thankful.  Phinnie and I could walk around the pond because Logan worked on the drain culvert and added gravel.  

I went by Pheobe’s grave and God planted her a flower.  She was a precious friend to us.  She was our first experience with Corgis.  We all loved her.  She loved us in return.