Last time I took a quilt outside in my own backyard, spread it out, plopped down on it and stared up at the beautiful sky? NEVER. Sad really. But to be fair, having had two dogs the last several years, doing such could be considered daring—it's a poop land mind out there to some degree.
But, where there's a will there's a way, cliche as that is. So, yesterday I decided to take L on a field trip, to our own backyard. I took a fab quilt I negotiated my ass off for in India a few years ago outside with us + my camera, thankfully. What fun!
Fresh air. A gentle breeze. A sprinkle of sunshine beneath the shade of our mango tree. It was Just Like Heaven. So was was L's onesie. ;-) (yep, that's Robert Smith's silhouette!)
