July, 1954 ~ 6 Years Old. I wonder where I was going all dressed up, hat and all.
This was in the corner of the back yard of the little pink bungalow where I grew up. I loved that house. Still drive by it when I visit Ohio. It isn't pink anymore, but still opens the floodgate of memories every visit.
I must have got my love of flowers from Mom. In every photo taken in our yard or around the house, there are flowers ~ big beautiful flowers. She definitely had a green thumb!