Sabbatical has offered many amazing opportunities to me to spend time with Finn. This morning the two of us went outside the front gate to see what was happening. We were both still in pajamas with bed-head, but he had his elephant slippers on. At first we kind of hung around the flower beds in front of the house, but after a few minutes, he lit off toward the park with me in tow. The sun was bright and hot and the dirt-stone trail was warm and dusty and smelled of drying cedar wood and cypress needles. I stayed two steps behind Finny Boy, and he led us on a trail-walk for 45 minutes. Without exception he always took the less-trodden trail--ones where the flower-stalks were so high they towered over him like giant trees. The more we walked the more worked-in the slippers became, until finally I believe they became truly worn-in (see attached). It was a good morning.
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Sigh. You should copyright this stuff.
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