Monday, April 10, 2006

Spring day

“Look, Ella, you can see the moon.”
It was a cold clear day. Spring had just conquered the snow and frost. The only bastions left were in the northerly shadows. The ground in the park was wet and soggy, but that didn’t stop the small family from making a day of the park. Hot dogs were warming on the grill. A pair of discarded mittens lay at the sandbox.
Mom pushed Ella higher and higher – as high as the moon. “I see it,” Ella cried as the small white moon rose and fell between her feet.

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