children

Yesterday evening, I picked up my niece's daughter from school to hang out - her Mom had some things to do. We hung out in a coffee shop and colored, played a few games on a sketch pad that we made up as we went along, took some pictures out in Beloit - and then headed to my minimalist apartment.

Upon entering, she spun slowly, soaking in the surroundings. "Do you have any toys?"

"No"

"Why?"

"I don't have any kids."

I was trimming trees in front of the house a three days ago and accidentally drew the anger of a flock of Carib Grackles.