Sunday, December 14, 2008
A Grandpa Moon
Whenever I see a beautiful full moon I think of my Grandpa Ridd. He loves the moon. When I was a little girl I remember going outside and checking for the moon. If it was a full moon we would run inside and call Grandpa. Well, the other night I was taking out the garbage and I looked up and saw one of the most beautiful full moon's ever and my thoughts went right to Grandpa. This picture doesn't do it justice, but it's the best I could get at the time! I love you Grandpa!