It was a nearly-perfect day, in every way. Cold weather suspended, blue skies and green popping out from everywhere, and a day to meander. Together and apart. With dearest friends.
We sat for a while, between the parts of the day known as "coffee" and "beer", and made an attempt at treasure mapping together, but honestly, the day was a distraction, and the breeze was strong, so we left that for another time.
Oh yeah, there was also Hard Work (not pictured) by Strong Men (pictured), who deserved a well-earned break to sit, and then meander. A new tee on the golf course in the woods was cleared away, and the hole known as "snake canyon" improved upon.
And the kids? I know you're wondering about the kids. They were there somewhere...climbing trees, sitting under the forsythia, giggling, talking, imagining, and ambushing me with hugs when I strolled by.
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