We found my favorite tree, the bouncy tree with the long branches that bounce when you jump up and down on them.
The limb my sister and I jumped on has since gotten too long to support itself; it’s “hanging” on the ground. Instead, we found a higher branch for Gracie to bounce on. She laughed and laughed. It was wonderful, just like I remembered.
From there, Joe, Gracie, and I walked up into the field, exploring the tall grasses, the dead leaves, the tweeting birdies, the walnuts, and everything else we could find.
I love the country. It’s a wonderful place to be.
Grace was really confused by the walnut hulls. The thick skins make them look less like nuts and more like black tennis balls.
Grace thought the same thing. She laughed when I rolled them to her. She chased them across the yard, yelling, ball! ball!
It was a great way to spend the day after Christmas, sharing wonderful with my husband and our fiesty kiddo.
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