|"Let's cut across the field and go up through the backyard!"|
Mom was cold, so it sounded good to her. Also, I may have promised to strike a pose for her in the yard as part of the deal.
We wound our way around the brick pathways, then I posed right below the Friendship Garden:
|"Here you go, Mom."|
|"OK, good enough! Let's get in the house!"|
Nice, don't you think? Serene, even.
Have a wonderful Sunday!