The pictures are from yesterday, but today was the same. We wander about the backyard, cross over to our neighbors’ yard, all the while pretending we’re exploring the Amazon rainforest. We’ve discovered snakes that can look like trees, leaves that can come alive, rocks that can attack. And a swing.
Maybe head to the smooth, newly-paved road that T-intersects ours right across from our house. Maybe ride on into the grass.
Two afternoons, almost identical. Yet different in every way.