Thursday, May 23, 2013


My wild boy, lover of outdoors. In the evening when it's time to come inside from a day of playing outside; he sits at the window while mama makes dinner and watches while the bees finish their work for the day, the birds sing their last songs until tomorrow, and the sun says night night. With the oncoming summer's warmth, we've been playing outside first thing in the morning and I'd like to think that Odin spends his nights dreaming of trees, garden beds, papa, and his mama.

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