
This is the first year since we've moved here that I've been able to get out there and just dig in the deck. I've always been pregnant, had a toddler that needed watching, or a sick child. Our "sick child" Aidan looked pretty bright and healthy as he glued his face to the glass deck door and watched my efforts intently. A kind of active vigil that kept me happy and motivated as I chipped away at sedimentary layers of hail, frozen snow and ice.
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This is the kind of day we are expecting for tomorrow. Even now, I hear the wind beating up against the windows. Earlier, I actually checked the front door, because it sounded as if it just might open from the force of the wind.
I love the image of your little boy looking through the glass and keeping you motivated. I'll be you appreciated that "active vigil."
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