Just when she thought she was out, they pull her back in!
Couldn’t ask for a better big brother.
Hung out with the boys on our day off.
Hung on a wire (or two).
Split my pants (multiple times).
Happy to be in a warm tent and not in the torrential downpour.
And got to work with a long time friend.
***If you don’t want to be spoiled…***
I don’t know if I mentioned this before. But a few years ago we discovered that our house lied in the path of a parrot migration route. We learned this one day when Beth called animal control thinking that a bunch of parrots had escaped from somewhere because they were all in our neighbor’s tree.
I like walking outside my door and hearing their chatter.
It’s become one of those things that indicate another year has gone by. I don’t know where they’re going or where they’ve come from but seeing them pause for a few days in that tree always makes me happy.
They’re like our neighborhood’s version of the swallows of Capistrano.