Seriously, this might have been the most perfect spring day ever. It was the kind of day western Pennsylvania gives you to trick you into looking forward to summer... to imagining picnics in the yard, flowers blooming, kids running around squealing with delight. If history is any guide, we will have approximately 4 days like this before the official start of summer. Then the humidity and unbearably high temperatures will bring us back to reality. The other days in between will be cloudy/rainy/drizzly/unseasonably cool.
So we played outside and I weeded all the flower beds while Justin puttered in the yard. Charlie did an "experiment" with all manner of food, water and weeds and sticks and Gracie.... ah, my Gracie. While I weeded the flower beds (some of which, including the one above, hadn't been touched in 2 years), she gathered earthworms for Justin's fishing pail. Hundreds of earthworms. She petted them. She professed her undying love for them. She carried them in her hand around the yard so they could see the sights. She scolded them not to wormy away. She squealed with delight everytime she discovered another earthworm. This went on for hours.
And then, they went fishing while I prepared dinner and we finally settled in for the perfect spring meal... burgers on the grill, rosemary potatoes, mediterranean peppers and strawberry shortcake. Days just don't get any better than this.
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