I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air.
the air was brisk, but the sun shone warmly, and dylan was eager to run. we donned hats--however briefly--threw open doors and breathed in life and laughter together.
the children investigated tree stumps and picked the dandelions which grew even as fallen leaves decay underfoot. dylan swung and climbed, her smile broad, feet quick.
thankful today for a mild afternoon, the discipline of putting on shoes, and a child's way of seeing treasure in every twig. may we all have those same eyes to see.