We skimmed the playground briefly. We rode the hay. We tripped happily among the twine-like vines at our feet. We kicked some dirt, just for good measure. We perused imperfectly awesome pumpkins and gourds among the mixed variety fields. We talked to towering flowers. We picnicked outdoors. And, we did it all with a smile and a bit of a skip in our steps.
These are the kinds of days that seep deeply into my memories...miniature treasures to revisit on a sleepy rainy afternoon. I am ever so thankful for them, and for my little girl who helps me to create these beautiful snapshots in time.