Andrew played one of my favorite songs to me on his trumpet and we read the poem by Thomas Moore.  We feel that our Grandmas and Great Aunts must sometimes feel/have felt like the last Rose of Summer.  God bless them.🌹

& for a little Catholic humor.😅
After our 4-H meeting, we arrived home to Andrew’s fried tomatoes and roulade. Amazing!😋
More tomatoes picked from the garden by our oldest.