the cry for help.

the cry for help.

I was working in the front yard, doing that general spring clean up stuff of raking remnant leaves, pulling dead daylily stalks, and cutting down our ornamental grasses, when I heard the cry.

“Maaaarrrrryyyyyy???????”

It was our neighbor friend.

And he was yelling that I’d sure want my camera for “this.”

He was right.

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What cracks me up is the nonchalantly walking “other boys,” aka my children, who act like this is the most normal thing in the world. I guess it is.

And I wonder if I should see if our little friend is still out there?

;)

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