and leaving mom in the dust while running ahead to our picnic spot...(can you see them?)
And what you cannot see: the fifty small bags of seeds in my vest pocket; there must be a project brewing...and an amazing meal our friends made for us - almond encrusted chicken (which had been soaked in buttermilk. Did you know you could do that???), homemade pasta and sauce...These people have no running water, but the food they prepare is exquisite. I am so thankful - and they are also good company...and I guess I could mention that the meal was the creation of their 17 year old (homeschooled) daughter, as is the case every time we dine there.