tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487713068002286095.post7175237463425500392..comments2021-05-21T04:36:45.942-04:00Comments on Living with the sun: Sunday morning coffee by the bookshelvessolarityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03606487180967915130noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5487713068002286095.post-79402737536190098932009-08-02T22:25:55.310-04:002009-08-02T22:25:55.310-04:00Great pictures! Took me back to when my great gran...Great pictures! Took me back to when my great grand (who raised me)was the hostess for Ladies Aid. While they had their meeting, I'd steathily steal every last olive and sweet pickle off the tea trays. She was clever enough to leave the condiment trays down within my reach and the sweet trays hidden.<br /><br />Sorry to read about your dear father's passing. Hope your loving memories of the good times provide comfort for you during the sad times.<br /><br />Lil' NanaThe Fifth Sparrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01773655079860251054noreply@blogger.com