Summer

It's a summer of walks with these two and Adam.  It looks like they're holding hands, but they're not.  Mark just struggles with personal space.  I do hold Adam's hand while we walk.

It's sunsets on the deck.

And getting pictures and updates from this one.

(I didn't say I always understand the pictures.  I just said that I receive them.)

The sun goes down and this happens.

And we start all over again.

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

Robert Louis Stevenson