Summer nights...

This afternoon we planted our remaining seedlings, and after dinner Dutch and I went to fetch O. Blond for an ice cream date. The excuses for the occasion were celebration of Dutch's marathon achievement, the end of school (in two weeks) and the beginning of summer evenings. On the way there, Dutch said excitedly "I love this! It's so fun to celebrate with my friend!" We walked five blocks to his house, then four blocks to the new ice cream cart.  We all ate salted caramel ice cream in sugar cones while we slowly strolled back. It was idyllic (except for the traffic). I think all my life really needed was an ice cream cart nine blocks away...