My Uncle Bud had been lost at sea since his wife, Barb (my dad's sister), passed away four years ago. After a relatively quick decline this fall, it seemed merciful when he passed away last week. Although the reason was a regretful one, it was actually great to see all of the Phelps-side cousins. The whole Dirty Dozen made the funeral service - including my brother Hop from Colorado and Brad and Cheryl from Tulsa.
Hop also came bearing good news...Erika is expecting a little brother or sister for Samantha on October 24th!
While on the farm, we also had the opportunity to visit some of Carol's molting chickens and the adorable baby goats and lambs.
And my cousin Amy, over strong protests, talked me into a photo shoot of the girls on the day of her dad's funeral. Something about a new camera and looking forward to it all weekend...I'm sure there's a special spot in hell for me for letting her do this, but at least I'll have some darling pictures to take with me (will post her portraits separately once they've been edited).
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