Yesterday was the first full day of fall. After our summer, I will admit to counting the days til the end of the season. It seemed on big accident, or rather, one series of doctor's appointment. I think we made it to the park a paltry six times. It is easy to concentrate on the accidents and the doctor's appointments at the expense of the joy, of the days when nothing special happened, or when something special-in-a-good-way happened. It is easy to forget those days.
So here for your viewing pleasure and my faulty memory, one of those days.