What a beauty.
My sister sent me this picture tonight. She made the cookies from the viewing recipe. That is my Grandma's cookie jar she and I remember from the first farmhouse. Our Grandpa built a second, newer home on the property and Grandma had our uncles demolish the first one while she and Grandpa were on vacation (suprise!) but that's a story for another time.
Doing poultry chores wearing my mom's gardening boots, my grandpa's old jacket and an opal ring he bought my Grandma while courting her. She gave it to me when I was 16. One of the small stones has a chip in it from when she worked as a secretary.
Life moves on quickly, doesn't it?