Watermelon season is in full effect.
Although not a hot day by any stretch, today marked the boys eating half a watermelon by themselves. The red juices staining their summer clothes, upset tummies, and the ear-to-ear grins of bliss.
A cool breeze comforts my weary spirit, as its meant to do. The sunshine uplifting my thoughts and dreams, as its meant to do. The boys playing a version of tag that I haven’t seen before, as boys do. The gospel choir jumping and clapping for their almighty spirit guide, as they do.
A good afternoon indeed.
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