The other night after dinner, we took a walk. It started right outside our door, come on, follow us. Just turn right, follow the light.
You’ll see a cute little girl that wanted to walk all by herself. No help. No wagon. We walk down the hill.
Then to the street.
And through the neighborhood. The light was magical. And the weather was delightful, too. Our days are now plain hot. No, no…miserable is more like it. Sometimes, though, the evenings cool down enough for a stroll.
After going around a couple streets and stopping two dog fights (our dog Charlie was good dog, a dog almost attacked her!) we came back around and up our hill. Back home.
But not before picking the last-standing wildflower.
Oh, and a little stop for a “posed” picture. 😉
It was a fun walk. Thanks for coming along…