Today is a "blustery sort of day," as Pooh might say. We are still awaiting the arrival of both spring & our baby girl. (Maybe she's waiting on spring? Our Southern boy doesn't dig Midwest winters, either, Zora.) Anyway, here are a few pix of an attempt at post-supper ice cream on the porch. It got a little chilly, as shown by L's clutching his jacket closed.
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