...actually turned out to be a good thing.
In the last hour of daylight, the kids (plus two) headed outside.
Outside.
I heard strange conversations that involved the tossing of the football. The sound of go-cart (yerf cart, I mean) filled the evening hours. I even heard something akin to laughter. After a dreary, unusually cold winter, it might as well have been the angels singing.
Has spring truly sprung?
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| A pic from a year or two ago, but the youngest did do some planting today. |
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