Wildflowers

Whenever I think of wildflowers, I think of Grandma Gibb. I remember going on walks and picking crocuses and other wildflowers with her. I remember during the First of July when the cousins come, going on walks with Jennie and Stacie either at the river or through the fields and we'd pick huge bouquets of wildflowers for grandma. There may have been more than a few weeds, but of course grandma never cared.

One of the First of July activities in 2009 was going up to the HS Hill and picking flowers. It really was so much fun picking heaps of flowers for them.