Today we are taking a deep breath and breathing in summer. Slow, suntanned, popsicle-licking, sandal-wearing, smiling, shorts-donning, sunny summer. (did you hear the news about some monkeys loose from the zoo?)
On our runs, sometimes I push Matt's jogger close to a tree that brushes up against him. He's recently been calling the tree "the tickle tree." And, running into other shorter trees (like our contorted hazelnut here) to have them "tickle" him.
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