Garry and me, and my son Eben, the summer of 1975, when Garry and I first met and were dating.
Our 35th wedding anniversary was yesterday. Remembering the sweet magic of those early moments of our relationship as I picked our first peony of the summer this morning. Time does fly.
Our 35th wedding anniversary was yesterday. Remembering the sweet magic of those early moments of our relationship as I picked our first peony of the summer this morning. Time does fly.