Seems like 100 years ago since sprinkling Mark in this field on Prince Edward Island. The girls thought their father would like “living” there, so we pulled the RV over,  jumped out and walked him through the waist high waves of yellow glory. The sky was so blue. I remember it well. This is one of the photos I treasure most from our trips. We were really happy for him that day.

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