The flag was up for the Memorial Day week-end.
Remembering and honoring. Dear husband served as an Officer in the Navy! Honor. My Dad was a veteran and I salute him! Remember. As the home he built with my Mother is about to be sold, I chose the one thing that was most important to me from the house. A portrait of a dog. My Own High Time, the sire of the famous “My Own Brucie.”
Isn’t there always something, that one special thing, that keeps a memory alive? Objects with a life of their own that have some impact on yours…
What a lovely post. Yes, I agree with you memories are what make things precious. Your picture of the dog is glorious, such a beautiful creature. Have a great day.
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