And it was a good one.
Lily's people wrapped up their fishing season and came to pick her up to take her home.
I was surprised how much I miss her! Every time I see something white in the garden I feel my spirit lift a little thinking it's Lily, and then, I realize with a sinking heart that it's not her....she's gone.
Thank you for laying the nice, big eggs for us, Lily.
(I have no explanation for what's going on with my hair here)
And thanks for entertaining all of the customers. You are loved......
.....and you are missed.