Because Lydie and our friend (who is like an adopted grandfather to her) had been so looking forward to seeing one another, and the rest of us were excited too, and they had traveled three hours from Atlanta, they stayed. (I felt like such a terrible host...can you imagine?) They spent the better part of Friday visiting with us while I picked lice and nits out of Lydie's hair. The men grilled out a great dinner and Andy gave them a tour of our farm.
|Hardest working man I know, ready for the tour of the farm.|
|Tomatoes, almost ready!|
|Bees- a farmer's best friend|