Henry And The Memory Stones

When we moved to the farm 

there were stepping stones leading to the

front door.

They were very uneven and even dangerous

to walk on so hubby planned to 

take them out. 

There was something very unique 

about these 'stones' 

which were actually pieces of

poured concrete.

Most of them were plain.

A few of them though

had names or hand

and footprints in them.

They were pieces of the 

history of this sweet 

little homestead.

Memory Stones.

We decided to keep them.

They sat in a pile under the trees

for a year.

This spring we planted our little

postage stamp lawn inside

the picket fence but before we did...

we set these in place.

We don't know who these people

were...but they left their

mark on this little

farm

and we will respect that.

They used to be gray concrete 

but our rusty water has turned 

them to this color.

I've gotten used to it.

Henry our little 'RESCUED' kitten

loves laying on these stones.

He and Chelsea like 

to play chase 

on them.

My blogging friend

Deb 

from 

Just Cats

was asking how our little

Henry was doing

so Deb...

these photo's are for you!

Henry 'hunting' for Chelsea.

Below Chelsea is in the distance

hunting for toads

or birds hiding under the lilac

bushes.

"I don't think she saw me!"

They play while Olly looks on.

He and his sister Lizzy are getting used to 

Henry... they'll even sniff noses but

so far that's it.

I'm hoping one day they'll all 

be good buddies.

Henry's sister Dora 'the explorer'

went to a wonderful home last month.

My hubby works with the fellow so 

we get updates on how she's doing.

The word is..she's doing great!

I hope you enjoyed seeing the

memory stones

and Henry.

Have a wonderful day!

Maura :)