Lillian’s in an afternoon theater camp this week, and my fabulous niece Miranda came over to watch my mom so I could walk there with Lillian.
Walking with Lillian is always a delight (Texan though she is, she still has a word or two of complaint about the mid-summer heat). She talks and sings and wants to know about all kinds of things.
Today, she was struck by the music of the cicadas in the trees, and the shapes of the clouds in the sky, and she was delighted by the touch of a light breeze while we stood in the shade.
That walk was pretty much the high point of my day.