Using Days Well
November must owe spring a favor because how else can you explain one
week of balmy, southern breezes slipping in the back door? We played
hooky for three days straight, which is our
privilege when sunshine beckons, worked hard to finish the last of the
outdoor tasks flapping about, and rewarded ourselves with back-to-back
picnics in the Big Woods.
Millie skipped out on the first picnic in favor of saddling up Cherry while the other urchins and I ventured forth.
3 comments :
Susannah has a John look in that picture. Hooky for three days? Excellent.
Unless you mean that you played hooky on Friday, Saturday and Sunday, in which case, pfflt.
She does! It's that steady appraisal without a hint of a smile.
AND hooky is not hooky on the weekend, silly. We are professional hooky players around these parts. We do it right.
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