While in Kelowna, I'm earning my keep by watering my Mom's garden (she and my Dad are away for the weekend). This morning, I spent some quality time hanging out with Uncle Sammy after the morning watering was done. We found Uncle Sammy at the garden centre a few years ago and as soon as we saw him, we all thought he looked like my Dad's Uncle Sammy. My Mom got him for my Dad for Father's Day that year and Uncle Sammy, with his cigar and his homemade wine, has been the guardian of the (butterfly) garden ever since.
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