I didn't have friends at school until 4th grade (precocious, and I skipped a grade). I met my best friend, we would sit on the bleachers of the small baseball diamond every lunch break and just literally retell each other the plot of all the Star Trek episodes we had been watching.

I guess my great-grandmother didn't actually move from Nova Scotia to Boston in the early 1900's to train as a nurse at the Floating Hospital for Children, either.

The mountain mints and spotted bee balm are holding down the fort here, with some rattlesnake master and white swan echinacea to boot. (Also oodles of wine cup, but it doesn't fit your theme ;)

Fish cakes were great! Talk went well I think. It was a fun topic to a great audience so I had very little to do! Story Map coming on late September.

I've been staring at the Church map of Halifax County so much this summer, I immediately recognized the style here!