In this undeveloped couple of acres that marks the halfway point of our neighborhood walk Casey has free reign to air it out, wherever. I usually walk the periphery, taking in the sights, making sure that the kid stays out of trouble.
In a couple of months you can forget about letting loose on any place but the trails. The wild grass will be at least chest high, a transformation that almost goes unnoticed until Casey is porpoising through his mini-prairie to cut corners.
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