the road is surprisingly dry for this time of year...the kids sprinted to the stream rolling down the road to do some puddle jumping. Grady is sporting his "pink gummy" boots. We were headed over the hill to Grandpa merv's house...we are sad that he is no longer with us. The girls and I discussed the fun times we had walking to his house and stopping in for licorice. Grady was excited and thought we were going for treats...
The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in His heaven -
All's right with the world!
~Robert Browning
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