The four big boys spend the past couple of days helping Tennessee with the Bluegrass Fest and/or the firefighters raise money with their concessions. Hard workers- some might even call them workaholics, especially that Oldest Boy.
I go between the paths less travelled and making sure all are well and tended to; balance isn't an easy order for me at any time, moreso this summer than any other time I remember.
Glad I have good company, no matter where I choose to be at any one time.
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