There they are, shhhh. Look close you will see the heavier then hell (words from my husband and father) concrete breed of big reindeer, that is John B. And the little spotted baby deer behind, know as Alice.
These deer, were my Gramma Alice's. They went from her yard on Krings Lane, then when she moved. The deer came to my parents house. So when she would visit she could see them. I hope they always stay in this yard. As a reminder that now John B, and Alice are enjoying being around each other again.
Happy early 92nd birthday Gramma (the 16th) I miss you both. A lot.
Love always,
Jacqueline.
