Thursday the baby was home with a fever and we ended up at the doctor’s office midday for a visit. Thursday was also an unseasonably warm day, with temperatures stretching into the mid-eighties and barely a cloud in the sky. We thought we could convalesce about as well outside in the garden as we could inside in the living room (or maybe even better) so we set out for a couple of hours in the shade. Those spring bulbs are at it again, and I do think this might be a banner year for magnolia blossoms. But it was last year’s leaves that stole the show for this little one. She wiggled her toes in the grass and held onto leaves, looking around at this big world she must think we have been trying to keep from her. By late afternoon the sun was pretty hot, our shade was mostly gone, and we had forgotten the canopy for the stroller so I tried to cover her with a blanket. Not wanting to miss anything despite being so very tired, she gamely held that blanket up – shading herself, but still looking out – all the way from the very back of the garden to the front, eliciting smiles from everyone that passed us along the way.
Some one’s feeling much better, day by day. I’m going to blame it on the tulips.