Cute boy,
You're still at work this evening, so I decided to go for a rambling jaunt along what has become our favorite walk. I walked past the corn fields, and the growing wheat fields and into the peaceful comfort of the trees. It took me ever so long to make the loop, as I paused every few footsteps for another photograph. I wish Sista Bear or Liver were here with their cameras. They have such distinctive eyes that are able to capture a moment on film. I, on the other hand, see something that moves me and pretend I know how to use a point and shoot camera.
When I came back up the steep hill into the neighborhood, the row houses with their long yards caught my eye, and it hit me what I want to bring back with us from Europe. Where ever we end up and we make our home, I want to take a German garden with us. There is something so cozy and perfect about the layered flowers precisely placed and manicured. I loved these gardens, more than words can describe. Do you think that a nice little German lady would let me take home one of her hydrangea plants? That would be absolutely ideal!
I love you, cute boy. Come home soon!
engquist
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