Sunday Park Jaunt

It became something of a habit. The following Sunday, John deposited us at the park again and drove home with Susannah.










I don't need to again point out the incongruity of near-November bare feet, but....Look!












After the typical running about in the nearly dry crick(creek) bed, we ran to the playground.







Millie's been in a flying phase lately. She flits and flutters everywhere.







We found this creature waiting for us at home.