and Company played a waiting game today with
continuous rain dictating the extent of our aerobics. As usual our boy was perfectly comfortable
staying put, warm and dry, until a brief afternoon break let us squeeze in a
sloppy, high-twitch, wind-churned Frisbee toss. Now, toweled off and close by the crackling
syncopation of the free-standing stove, the kid is likely working on a much
drier spring dreamscape.