I miss my grandma.

It has been raining so much here I desperatly miss blue skies and color.  I wish I could have gone to the Tulip Festival with Amy and my Grandma Shaw.  Amy was telling me how beautiful it was and what a good time she had with our grandmother.  I miss my Grandma Shaw and wish I could have gone with them.  Instead, I found a picture of it online, printed it out and stuck it on our window.  It is a poor substitute but will have to do.