Today we're writing: in the forest.
Beautiful spring day today - I actually was working outside in shorts and a t-shirt. I've waited a long time for that.
Took Kat over to Keremeos to try out a Thai restaurant we had driven by on the way to and from Vancouver many, many times. Really good food, I'm happy to report. Really good birthday, I'm even happier to report.
"It smells like that cleaner mom always used when we were growing up," Mike observed, staring around the clearing with his hands on his hips.
"You mean that pine-scented stuff?" his brother James asked. He kicked at the pile of dead pine needles at his feet and frowned.
"Yeah, that one. I hated that stuff. She'd get some on my backpack and then the kids at school would make fun of me for weeks."
"No wonder you don't like coming out here."
"Yeah, well, if your stupid kid hadn't wandered off on us, I wouldn't be."
"Hey, he's not stupid," James snapped. "He probably thought he smelled his grandma and came looking for her."