August 29th is Jan's birthday--I won't divulge the number except to say that she's just a smidge ahead of me.
Pam and I sat on the porch steps--and neighbors gathered all around the yard to celebrate, eat cake, listen to oldies, and sing a scattered-about Happy Birthday to her. Even in triple-digit weather, it was a sweet party, with Sebastien and Makken serving cake. Lorraine and another friend had hung a pink birthday banner on her porch this morning.
Here's Jan showing me her broken toe. On the day she broke it, she also ran over Ginger, the feral cat her family has fed for years--an unfortunate lead-up to her birthday, but all things considered not an altogether bad thing for poor demented Ginger whose good days were long over.
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