Our Lucy has always been a very active dog. A little "high strung" she is not as mellow as our Ellie was. Yet she is pure Golden Retriever through and through.
Even after taking a long walk with my husband, she speeds down the driveway to greet me if I am outside.
There's Mom! Gotta run, gotta run to meet her.
And she often selects rather unusual places to rest. Here is one of her favorite resting places, chin on a chair rung under the kitchen table.
Seems uncomfortable, but she is fast asleep
The White Squirrel Festival has nearly eclipsed the meaning of Memorial Day Weekend here in Brevard. I suspect that if you ask the average person in the streets what is special about this weekend, they would be much more likely to say, "The White Squirrel Festival" than "Memorial Day Weekend."
Tomorrow morning there will be rather limited attendance at our small Memorial Day Parade and the placing of the memorial wreaths in front of the monuments on the Courthouse Square. But the streets of Brevard will be closed and jam-packed with people for the two-day Festival. Music, food, entertainment, craft vendors, contests, and the White Squirrel Derby (soapbox style) will attract the crowds. I wonder how many people will pause in front of the monuments and wreaths to remember exactly why we have Memorial Day?
Rather than a quote this week, I will share part of a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:
Your silent tents of snow
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.
The memory is indeed ours. I hope all of us will set aside some time this weekend to ponder how many brave men and women have given the ultimate sacrifice to this country. And to thank them silently.
HAVE A WONDERFUL MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND, EVERYONE! STAY SAFE