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I was a lucky child. I grew into adulthood with all four of my grandparents. They all saw me graduate and get married and have my baby. I have very happy memories of these wonderful people. Baling hay with Granny and Gramps are some of the best and strongest memories of them. I have no pictures of the event that would occur several times throughout the summer. So I found a picture online, fuzzed it, canvased it, and journaled over it. Here are some of the memories of working in the hay... 
Courtney
6/27/2012 05:22:49 am
Another great story well worth remembering!
susan
6/28/2012 09:25:42 am
What a great way to tell a story of wonderful memories! You're really knocking out the layouts lately! Love them all!
Lisa
7/2/2012 09:14:16 pm
What a great story! Love the memories you are sharing. The tractor faded into the background is wonderful!
Melissa
7/11/2012 04:12:30 pm
The picture looks so cool! Love the stories. Comments are closed.
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About MeScrapbooking is the self-medicating therapy I use to deal withthe stresses of being a slightly less-than adequate housewife, mom of a pre-teen, and full-time laborer with great responsibilities but no real power. |
