A rainy day. We are at home building tractors from cardboard boxes, playing with our 3 month old friend Knox, creating eggs and nests from clay, feeding chickens in the pouring down rain, eating pigs in a blanket and learning that they are not necessarily nutritious but that is why we save them for a rainy day.

There is something luxurious in the halt. It is rich to be in pajamas after lunch and to never say "hurry". Even Knox knows and peacefully sleeps. We've moved to the Legos now . . . and away we go!

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