When my Grandma was visiting, we took a drive to a grist mill. It's a beautiful area with all the trees and the leaves falling. I love taking walks there.
Wrinkles and my Grandma don't go together. Finding one on her face is like looking for Waldo in one of those "where is waldo" books.
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Extra Pictures From When Grandma Whaley Came To Visit
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