Up the Wooden Hill!
When I was a little girl and it was bedtime, my parents always said..."Get up the wooden hill!" Up North, that meant go up the stairsteps to bed. In March, with my mother down for the wedding shower, we took a girl trip and went to Tampa to visit my daughter Jessie. Here is Nana and Jessie ready to go "up the wooden hill!"
We also went to visit my cousin "Ellie" and her husband chuck. I caught a fish and Mom panicked just holding the pole.
A few days were spent in Cocoa Beach at my boss' condo on the beach. Mom enjoyed it.