Our weensy baby cottage backs up to a park. It's a glorious little park and we can hear kids playing baseball, dogs romping around and the squeak of swings when we stop and listen. Christy and Jason came to visit us once more before they moved to Syracuse. Urban foragers they are, they found creeping charlie and my personal fave, blackberries in the park :} (Arthur wants to forage for blackberries in the last photo too, do you see him forlornly glancing out the back window?)
