Knitters Greenhouse

Yesterday Arya came while Karen shot photos out of town. I let her play with my shells and rocks, which I keep in small wooden, blue-painted bowls with lids. She didn't quite understand shells versus rocks, but she did understand that they made cool sounds when she dropped them into the boxes.

We went outside in the stroller over to find Great-grandpa Joe, and had to keep looking until we found him in the barn. Then I let her walk and walk and walk until she was actually tired. She may have eaten some grape hyacinths while I ran inside to get the camera.