The last day of 50-60 degrees for a while.
What can you do but go Outside?
But first... popsicles.Lime ones. [shlllp]
and kites, naturally
a game of hot potato
Inside for a bit of mystery play while Mama cut back the rest of the roses and admired lilac leaf buds
(hmmmm, mystery play involving Sprinkles, mama thinks...)
into the sandbox
The rest of the day/evening looks like:
helping Grammy with her taxes,
cooooold air movin' in,
Mama checking the temperature of the soil because she wants a finite understanding of the relation between earth and immediate atmosphere,
making ready for Daddy to get home
plans for popcorn-and-a-movie.
All is well, then.