Thursday, June 6, 2013

Happy, albeit wet...

Happiness is... 

Stumbling upon a mass of wild blooming roses on an evening walk with your oldest son, dashing home to grab a basket and shears, running through new falling rain and laughing as the two of you gather their prickly stems in a scurry, stopping to taste (wet) honeysuckle nectar as you dance back to the house, and then drying off and marveling in their delicate scent and simple beauty as they adorn your lovely new table. 

Happy indeed!

And another variety of rainy-day happiness has been going on over here, too...

Splish, splash!

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