Flaming June's Love

Andy and I went to NYC last weekend with Jack and had a lovely weekend. We walked the streets of NYC and explored Central park. We went to the Intrepid and a long boat ride around the island of Manhattan. It was a nice time. On our ride home we both called our immediate families. My brothers, mom and Andy called his mom and decided to call his father. His dad answered the phone and Andy wished him Happy Easter Dad. "heres Jean" My strong, capable independent husband visibly shrinks. He deflated in front of me. Why is it that a man that deserves no respect at all, from a son that wants only to have a father and grand father for his son- walks this planet AT ALL> Why is this selfish, self absorbed, small minded, egomaniac breathing, when my Dad is a box of dust and a few great pictures.? My daughters knew what it meant to have a Grandfather, not a Dad but that someone else that is always on your side. My son, who needs more men in his life because he IS A BOY, has NO GRA...

Someone asked me why the blog was named flaming Junes love, I explained my favorite painting was flaming June and that someone at one time LONG LONG AGO told me I reminded them of her. It is a happy memory and a beautiful painting so Here She Is.

Andy Jack and I were out in the yard all day Saturday. Some reason I was a cranky butt. Then I took these pictures within seconds of eachother. Then looked at them, and realized no one gets pictures of Jack like I do. He looks at me like he looks at no other. The look in his eyes? yeah that is him just LOVING ME. Normal Saturday hanging in the yard but LOVING His Mama. No need to smile, cheesy not necessary. He is beautiful plain old Jack with LOVE in his eyes.