Please do not think I am posting these pictures to garner sympathy.

That could not be further from the truth.  I find I need to document for myself this journey.

And I love looking at her face.

Her Chemo Buddy artist this week is her sister Gina.

The picture is of Hobbs chasing his tail.

This is week seven of Chemo.

EDIT
I love looking at both of their faces.

It took 12 years of waiting patiently

For it to be his idea

For it to be his idea.

A little bit of finishing to do and it will be ready for next summer

When Kris goes in for Chemo,

She always has a new piece of artwork drawn around her port.

This week was week number 6 of who knows how many.  Her newest Chemo Buddy.  You can be sure the Chemo Nurses look forward to her visits and her newest Buddy.  The center portion is always left open since that is where the port is and she cannot have any ink that may contaminate it.

Edited to add this picture, because Frizzy asked if Kris does the work herself.  She has friends who come over and draw on her:)  This week Vanessa was the artist.

I love you Kris and I love your spirit.

Wordless Wednesday/My Grandson's Sunflowers

Taken from 30,000 feet. Mt McKinley and a glacier on my way up to Bethel Alaska

On Saturday, Sept 11

Our town held a 9/11 Memorial/ Firehouse 46 dedication

These are friends Stan and I have known for close to 30 years.  I just  happened upon them in the crowd.

The ceremony began with the Snohomish County Firefighters Bagpipers.  To say they were amazing would be an understatement.

The firefighters, both officers and regulars.

The city police and the presentation of the flag.

The Missing man flyover.  If you look to the left of the picture, you can see the plane that left formation.  Just above the the ladder of the firetruck.

Other good friends I found in the crowd.

The unveiling of The Artifact.  We are so privileged to have been a recipient of this.  Our town feels very honored.

This is another shot of the crowd.  It was amazing in a town as small as ours that there were so many people there.

Our Mayor cutting the ribbon to the newly remodeled 

 firehouse. See the ax in her hands?

Flag hanging over the street.

The merchants in our town have been working for the past few years to spruce things up.  This is a new clock.  It was suppose to have been dedicated a week earlier, but we lost one of our City Council members and his funeral was the day of the dedication so it has been postponed.

Since I am a knitter, I could not resist taking a picture of the bike rack that was yarn bombed.

Arlington used to be a Dairy town.  We have lost all of our dairy farms in recent years.  I think we have one left, so I should say almost all of them.  This is a time capsule in the shape of a milk can.  I think it was sealed in 2003.  Guess I will not be around when it is reopened.

A closer look at the artifact.  They hope to have the memorial constructed within the year.

The firemen voted to call it Firehouse 46.  The city agreed.  Sounds much better than Firestation.

This eagle appeared in our main roundabout a few weeks ago. It is the work of one of our local artisans and I think it is beautiful.  It speaks of our city.  We are located where two rivers merge into one and is a favorite fishing spot for the eagles.

Jonah

For my Wordless Wednesday, I thought I might introduce you to one of my Grands.  In our family, we have a numbering system, just for fun, that identifies each grandchild. Each number has a significance, The first number is the birth order number of our child who is the parent. The second is the child's birth order in his/her family and the last two numbers are their grandchild order.  Jonah is 6517.  Our sixth child's, fifth child and our 17th grandchild. These pictures were taken on a day he went to Eastern Washington, with Pop's and I, to visit my Aunt. 

I know many of you have seen our numbering system before, but since I have been linking up with Wordless Wednesday, I thought I would explain it again.