I can feel you coming!
Your crisp clean breezes calling me out of doors.
I will listen.
I will follow.
Sweet chilly perfection,
It feels of home.
|daddy's teaching method, as we went along he drew letters in the sand and told bear there sound and name, bear LOVED it!|
|(taken by jake)|
|Bear feels so at home (taken by jake)|
|Before bed, Bear had his Chamomile|
|Jake had his "autumn" ale|
Coming up: Sunday is Jake and my Seventh Anniversary!! Hooray!