On Monday we spent our Memorial Day visiting a cemetery and then headed to Bowman Bay on Fidalgo Island. The weather wasn't supposed to be terribly nice but we went anyway. Because when you live around here, you have to.
We had Grandma Geri with us and we visited some of her ancestors' gravesites.
Adam's great-great-aunt (I think?) has the same name as one of my cousins:
Braeden doggedly cleaned headstones of moss.
Emma doggedly searched out family members using Geri's map.
Mark trotted around discovering which wars the veterans fought in.
The day turned glorious once we hit Bowman Bay. Adam's sister and a few nephews and a niece joined us for a lovely picnic. There were brilliant bursts of sunshine that boosted my mood immeasurably.
What a spectacular little corner of the world we call home!
So, Puget Sound, truce?
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