Friday, June 19, 2009
Lost in the Grass
There is some sort of special joy that comes from playing in the tall grass back behind the house. This grass is as tall as I am in certain spots and incredibly soft. Definitely tall enough to loose a small child in if you aren't watching so Gabe is not allowed back this far alone. This is an experience that every child should have while they are still young enough to truly enjoy it.
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The only thing I'm thinking is ticks.
We used to run through the fields all the time when we lived in Hoechst... great memories... until the farmer took a pop shot at us with his shotgun.
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