Covered in leaves, on the tree swing he made for me.
Looking for crayfish.
Most likely eating some fresh peas from the garden - possibly where I inherited my passion for growing things. My mom said that my grandpa was always so proud of his tomatoes.
Holding a bunny at the Forestry Farm, not supposed to be in there...
Yes, he let a baby drool all over a whole watermelon. There's another picture that I couldn't find of my grandma in the corner looking less than impressed.
Climbing me up into the crabapple tree.
What a fun grandpa!
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