Nanny's House

A few weeks ago we took a Sunday drive up to Moreno Valley to visit my husband's sweet Great-Grandmother and my son's Great, Great-Grandmother, Nanny, as we lovingly refer to her. She is 95 years young, still living in the same house her husband built many decades ago all by herself, still pulling weeds and keeping her one acre lot in the impeccable condition it is always in. She is an amazing spirit. Full of beauty and life, faith, and most of all, love. Lots and lots of love. 


She just loves visitors and she was so sweet to us. We ate pizza on the porch, and just chatted and listened to her darling Arkansas accent tell about people and places and life experiences. She played and played with Cal and if you know Cal...well, he can be kind of rough. Cute Nanny just let him climb on her though and give her kisses and had a huge smile on her face through it all.


The fact that her first name is Jewel, really is no coincidence. She is such a gem and we feel so blessed to be part of her family and her heritage. What a wonderful example we have to look up to.

It was so fun taking pictures of her, although she just insisted that my camera was going to break every time I snapped one or that the only place I could use the pictures would be in the garden to scare away the crows.


Oh Nanny. :)

This is one of my favorite shots of all--Nanny's living room

This pictures is just so Nanny. Sitting in her chair next to the window. Watching everyone from a distance and just smiling. So content and so happy.

She won Cal over in about 2 seconds

Her sweet little house. Dan has so many wonderful memories here.

Cal thought her yard was the best and enjoyed getting nice and filthy in the gravel

I love this tree in her backyard and the light was hitting it so beautifully

Dan and his Nanny