They walked down to the river to play. To build sand castles and cities at the river's edge, where the water is shallow and slow. I let them go, with kisses and bug repellent.
It had been over an hour, at least, and I missed them. Their laughter and even their crazy antics. To be honest, I worried just a wee bit too. Always the tension of letting them go and holding them close.
I couldn't remember what time they left but it was soon time for supper.
I walked to the river to call them home. To see their creations. And just to be. Here.
This breathtakingly beautiful spot in our backyard - down the hill (through the woods) and across the infrequently traveled road. This place without predators, animal or human. Where the only thing "dangerous" are the bugs.
This is life where we call home. And here I thought there was no paradise on earth.