The last weekend of the spring. Interesting season.
Cashlin peers through my fence yelling "hi" when her mom and grandmother are working in that area (flower and herb beds) and sort of expects me to come over and take her picture. The place is cool for most of the day, and looks good and smells great. It is the perfect playground for someone almost 17 months old. She is 7 months younger than Camron was when the pond was created.