The farewell to the farm was a great time! Oh it was hot. Sooooo very hot. Even under the cover of a huge canvas tent, it was stinking, sweating, sweltering, soak-your-backfat kind of hot.
Some important relatives were missing from the mix but all but one of the “kids” who belong to that swatch of land were there. The missing one had a good excuse and gave plenty of notice, so she gets a pass. Now, a ton of pictures of people you don’t know, who I call family.