Flashbacks in Clearwater

Garry and I found time yesterday to plant a few trees up in the pasture. We had a little help. Summer and Aaron (another grandson,one of three, courtesy of Clayton) were with us for the day. So we went and picked up Dawson also, stuffed them all in the back cargo space of the little gray Toyota 1/4 ton and went out to the field. I must say it took me back about 25 years. We even had a small picnic of watermelon and muffins and played a little catch and soccer. Summer was a little frustrated with the tall grass, which was up to her chin. When we finally recued her with a piggyback ride, she kept saying "I want to be big." in a very mournful tone. Soon enough.
Carla