Will and I ran the hospital route again and ended at the jungle--I mean our garden. Burried between weeds, there are a few tomatoes! They aren't red. But, maybe one day they will be, if they aren't sufficated by weeds in the mean time. There's no yellow squash yet, either.
Will and I took our time getting back home. Will chose the long way home. He wanted to race a lot. We'd line up on a sidewalk crack and say, "'Mark, get set, GO!!" We'd race for a few sidewalk squares (probably 10 yards) and then Will would want to line up again. It was a lot of fun.
Since it had rained the night before, Will and I made one last stop at his favorite outdoor spot.
He was soaked when we got home. (This picture was taken in May '08, but that's the spot.) | 