The kids are still on vacation. The weather has been rainy and sunny and rainy and sunny. Z packed her bag and wandered off for a picnic. I didn’t once think where she might go or how far away. She’s old enough now to be safe ( okay, I worry still … but not as much ).
If you measure how far she went and overlay that on our Seattle home, you would be worried. Kids don’t go places by themselves anymore. I’m not sure why. Let’s blame it on the media.
A new vineyard is going up ( the brown bit in the distance ). It will be nice to have the vines back. We will never do vines. Though, I like the presence of vines. They feel stoic. Probably because we live in France and France makes wine. Some would say, “nice wine.”
She had her picnic and wanted a cheese refill.
If a child prepares a picnic on their own, wanders off and enjoys herself and no one is watching, does she have a good time?