Old Order Mennonite Memoirs

When June began its first day with temperatures in the 30s, it seemed that chills would simply stay and outdoor comfort wouldn't come, but it did. It seemed like a miracle, but by the end of the week, I was picking strawberries and the breezes were soft that swirled around me as I cleaned my weedy flowerbeds. It was a long wait, but it was worth it.

Besides being thankful that summer weather is here to stay for a while, I remained caught up in the count down till our youngest son's wedding day. The royal blue fabric that waited for weeks in my sewing basket is now a dress for me to wear for th...