A short, convivial note, Don’t assume us poor country folks must drive miles for some social life. Last Saturday, after Market, a nap, feeding and milking, shower and sundress, I walked up the road to… a wedding!

Steve, Bobbi Jean and 4 more generations!

You couldn’t ask for better neighbors than Bobbi Jean and Steve, or for a friendlier gathering than all those who met to wish them well.

Spent balloons, and a timeless message

Join me in wishing them all happiness!