The food is great, too. Iris is much like my own mom was, in that, aside from being a great cook, she has this inbred fear that someone might go hungry, so food is plentiful. For one thing, no one does pot roast like Iris, so the after church comfort meal and side dishes were divine. Meals often include garden grown veggies or melons and homemade jams.
|Wetting hooks in the pond.|
|One more for the grill...|
followed by Daisy, the tire biting cow dog.
|She wanted the full experience...slimy scales and all.|