When warm days come in April we spend every minute we can outdoors after dinner. There is bike riding and Frisbee throwing, garden tending and dancing.
And when the sun starts to kiss the tops of the trees and the wood
burner exudes big plumes of smoke that drift low, I rush inside to grab
There are perfect memories taking place in my yard involving a puppy with a pink Frisbee fetish and a dancing ballerina.