Leaa and Jesse invited over the family plus some friends to enjoy the beach and then lunch back at their home. There was plenty of food plus shrimp and Justin's fried fish. Our Subaru did great in the soft beach sand.
Hanging around inside and outside:
Justin, the fry master!
A tender moment when Dylan needed some encouragement from her Mom and Dad.
Memorial Day Weekend in Maine used to mean going to several cemetery's to clean up the graves of our ancestors. From passed Great-Grand-Parents, Great Aunts and Great Uncles; my Grand-parents, and parents would trim around the head stones and plant some flowers, usually geraniums. I think that is where I got my love for geraniums, feels like home to me. Memorial Day weekend also meant raking at the lake camp and doing the end of spring chores, getting ready for our summer stay. It all depended on the weather, but mostly likely family would come up to visit. In Florida, we don't have any relative's graves to tend, but we do take time to go to our neighbors who both passed. Hoping you have your traditions to honor those who served our country and to remember.
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