Another granny birthday happened last week. Grandma Rochelle is originally from England, she brought lots of pictures of her romantic youth growing up on the Canadian prairie. An entire slew of cute little Canadian cousins joined us and I sort of felt like a granny myself when I introduced them to Polaroid cameras and record players. I’m afraid I was a bit overwhelmed with children, party duties, and arriving just as it began that I didn’t quite capture the lovely mingling of greens found in the garden, garden furniture, and decorations. Happy Birthday Granny!
