summer afternoon

My brother, sister, and I buried our mother's ashes on Friday morning. It was just very simple, just the three of us. We went out to lunch at one of my mum's favourite restaurants afterward. The waitress very kindly took a photo of the three of us with Marblehead harbour in the backround. The ashes had been delivered to my brother and he put them in the car and took a spin around Marblehead. They drove past the home we grew up in and all of her very favourite places. My sister and I had an impromptu picnic on the beach of an evening. It's been beastly hot but there was a little breeze coming off of the water and it was a lovely to while-a-way the twilight as we watched the young families with their children and reminisced about when our own children were younger. This is an example of what the old hand-tub looks like. This one is from Mystic, CT. but my son-in-law pumps for one closer to home. My grandson, Verne, is too young to pump but he helps out by pushing the ha