Summer's end

This, the last day before my little N heads off to the big wide world of kindergarten, we played.

There is a playa down the slope from our town. Usually it is dry, dustdevils strafing the surface stirring up the air and tumbling the tumbleweeds. But this summer has been wonderfully wet, filling up the playa with about a foot of water. What a glorious mud puddle!

The girls, a friend, his dad and I went down this morning and felt the squish of Summer between our toes. Curlews feasting on fairy shrimp had the same idea. It was fun, it was wet, it was deliciously dirty.

Kids are a blessing in that they let you do things your Mom never would.