The colors were exceptionally pretty this evening. My sister was here dropping off her girls for camp. My cousin’s wife and one of their daughters are visiting also. My youngest sister also was along for the ride which I wasn’t expecting. We went for a walk to stretch their legs before they had to head back north until it’s time to return to pick up the kids. We walked down to trading post and they said bye again to the girls.

Elianna and I attended a bridal shower after church. She had to run home first and get paintbrushes for when she was going over to do a project with Miles. While she was doing that I stopped by County Market for a card. There was an older man from church ahead of me in the line. He had a few things in his cart including a bouquet of yellow flowers. After saying hello I wondered out loud to him, “What are the flowers for???”

He said they were for his wife, and that he visits every week. She died during covid. He didn’t say how long he’d been doing this, but it somehow made me happy, was comforting even, that he was honoring the woman he had loved for so long. I was afraid at first that he’d gotten remarried, not that it’s any of my business to judge. This afternoon the boys helped me clean up the dining room. It gets cluttered sometimes.