The baby and I dodged a few raindrops this morning to see what was happening at our favorite morning spot. We waited out a few of the drips while splitting an everything bagel, toasted, and slathered with cream cheese. Why I didn’t think to take a photograph of F with a white mustache and beard…
Tag: garden
sick day in the garden
We’ve been battling one illness after another, but no one says you can’t fight the baddies in the fresh air, so fresh air we got. And a little fresh water. We even ran into a buddy, but kept our distance except for a quick photo.