An Unusual Celebration

I don't suppose it is a usual way to celebrate: to dig in the dirt and rake out mulch. I don't suppose it's the kind of first anniversary you would have imagined one year ago as you stashed our cake in the freezer.

But the race wore us out, and the walking too, and the art and the music and the sun and the wind. So when you lay down for a nap outside in the shade when we got home, it seemed ok to dig a little and rake.

While you slept, it seemed ok to celebrate that way -- for just a little while.

Happy Anniversary.

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