One morning Lesli took us to an antique consignment shop they call the co-op. It was so neat and so many cool things for little hands to find – so after the bird house fell off the tripod I figured for the sake of my sanity and Arrabella’s life that we would go outside. We found that directly behind the building was the canal that they were beginning to fill.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
The Erie Canal
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cute pictures ... do you remember seeing the canal on our vacation one year? They kind of creep me out!
ReplyDeleteWe went to Loon Lake on the way home, wasn't the same. Melissa, it looked like you were having such a peaceful time.
ReplyDeleteNo I don't remember much from that vacation. It was a little scary how it just dropped off - hence the hugging of the tree. Mom, yes you are remembering that day correctly...so peaceful=)
ReplyDeleteWhy were you out there looking at the canal instead of inside at the co-op?
ReplyDeleterich here...and all that time melissa, I thought you were mad at me! I wondered what that loud sound was.
ReplyDeleteLoon Lake - memories forgotten like Harundale Mall. How sad.
ReplyDeleteMy feelings exactly.
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