After Webster University Commencement, I flew (literally) across the state to see my family, gathered in one place for the first time since my father’s funeral seventeen months ago.
All three of Richard & Marie’s children were there, along with the five grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren. The occasion was a celebration of Luke’s 18 years, and his graduation from high school.
Luke decided I needed some of his long hair.
With my sisters.
Easter IV was celebrated at
St. Mary’s Episcopal Church (AKA Smokey Mary’s), where I sat by and sang with Leona Schaefer, with my long-time acquaintance Geoffrey Wilcken at the organ, and my colleague Tony Maglione leading the choir. The liturgy was perfect!
With John and Leona Schaefer at coffee hour.
Writing, on the way home, with sunlight dappling the page through my south-facing window.
I finally got to meet great-niece Lily Riffle on Thanksgiving day.
She’s a heart-stealer. Six months old next week. Cute as a bug. Pretty quiet too.
And from my own camera:
I think Lily was doing something in her diaper.
Nephew Luke with baby Lily.
Nephew Blayne, Lily’s father.
My sister Karen, the grandmother.
Blayne and Sarah with their daughter.
Karen with her granddaughter.
Great-niece Lily. And my niece Anna.
My father got to meet his great-granddaughter this past weekend.
Pop with baby Lily. Standing: Blayne, the father; Karen, the grandmother (which still seems odd to say); Beth, the great-aunt.
My sister Karen, now a grandmother, with her granddaughter Lily.
My sister Karen posted this photo of her granddaughter Lily (who is, of course, my great-niece).
Lily was born 10 weeks early, and her due date was the past Friday. She is a healthy and hearty baby who is really quite cute, as babies go.
Two meanings of the word:
From my garden, daylilies this week.
From Springfield, Missouri, my great-niece Lily Riffle, ten days old and several week premature, but delightfully healthy.