when we got home from camping last weekend, we helped my parents in their backyard. it is an exciting time of year for a garden. so much work to do. my parent's is a pretty amazing place. a river runs through it. there is space to lay in the grass, there are trees to hide you.
in the middle of downtown, it felt not that different than our camping spot by the lake.
(except we left with armfuls of rhubarb and a big jar of homemade soup.)