Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Blueberries, wet and tea.

1a. As we are leaving in a tearing hurry some friends come down the road. Bettany waves and squeaks from up in the backpack and her particular friend looks up with much pleasure and satisfaction.

1. To post blueberries though the netting of the fruit cage and into Alec's mouth.

2. A nudey Alec shrieking as he races through the lawn sprinkler.

3. My mother asks if I would like some cake and Bettany who was apparently deeply asleep in my arms quickly wakes up.

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