I've always loved the sparkle of evening fireflies and the song of the whippoorwill. But, now I have come to adore what this season does to my little boys ~ their sweaty faces hot and red from hard play, the blond streaks in their hair and the freshly scattered freckles on their sun-kissed skin.
Images of our summer so far...
Birds nesting on the front porch...
outside the dugout...
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