Monday, June 20, 2011

Sunscreen


School’s out.  Kids voices are everywhere, lingering late into the night.  Creeping into our open windows, along with the smell of cut clover.  The sun feels stronger, and the blissful feeling of having nowhere to go faces us every morning.  Today, Henry needed a bath by 11am.  And dirt and sunscreen have made a fine film on our wood floors.

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