There’s something immensely special about old photos. I ran across this one yesterday and just had to share it. While I don’t ever remembering seeing this photo before, or having it taken, I know it was taken at Grassroots Garden (I’d know those dalhias anywhere), where our family volunteered for five years together.
I’m so grateful for all the flowers we have planted, nurtured, smelled, picked and enjoyed in our few short years we’ve spent together so far. And it is just makes me smile so broadly at the site of Zeal’s old rainbow hat! With all the wear, it’s amazing that thing still has a stitch left in it.