Dear Reader:

Last night, just as it was starting to get dark… I jumped up and drove to a gas station ( almost on empty) and then onto the ATM at my bank in town… knowing that this morning I would be off early to see Eloise cheer for the first time, and Lachlan and Rutledge play their first home game of the season.

There was actually a good breeze blowing ( while running evening errands) so I rolled down the windows, put on some ” Oldie Goldie” music and just let it rip… singing loudly.

But suddenly, as I passed ( what was once the old Summerville high school) – now the district office ( s) – on Main Street) that lead to Memorial Stadium … I heard the stadium cheering, saw the lights, even, serendipitously, smelled the popcorn, and my heart started beating just a little faster.

My memories of all the years I spent in those bleachers, first as a coach’s wife, and later as a player’s mother, came flooding back. Most of them were happy and I loved all the friends, other coaches’ wives, and later other football parents, who surrounded and supported me!

From the time Walsh was little… his dream was to play football for Summerville one day and his dream came true. ( selected his senior year to play in the Shrine Bowl.)

On dress up days at school… I could go ” football ” too!

So until tomorrow… how time flies! So many memories… but I realize how blessed I am at this stage in my life… being able to see the ” future” through another generation and I am happy! So happy!

And speaking of happy… as soon as I went to water the garden yesterday morning… I saw it… a huge butterfly resting on my Confederate Rose leaf… ***literally posed for this photo in all her glory.

It is our state butterfly… the Eastern Tiger Swallowtail-Doodle told me the beautiful blue scales on the hind wing means it is a female.

Today is my favorite day -Winnie the Pooh

And this Winnie got ” boutiqued” and a new bow.

As Anne, with the help of her sister Kathy, continues moving… she has come across a funny memory… the squirrels tore down a string of Christmas lights, years ago, and Anne is still finding them in her yard today.