It was that time again…to hop in the car and head east…come what may…to see our favorite grandbabies and their relatives…
We love the bright wide-open spaces after being so long on the coast nestled amongst green giants under so often gray skies…
Out here Angus is more than a burger; 
it’s scenery!
From pasture to patty they go!
Highway miles have their own beauty on the prairies…
…and their own tonic…
But in the end it’s worth the effort and the wait… just to get a few days to catch up with these little people who have captured our hearts…
And then the trek back home…with happy pictures and memories…of homemade play-doh, and swinging and singing and walks, and books and waking up to “Grandmom!”…
And at last, the final ferry home…
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward. Ps.127:3
–LS