"I've a hankering for some wild Columbine in my flower beds.
Do you know where I could find some?"
Said the old family friend, "I think I could lead you to some. Come on over."
And so we did.
The sunshine and fellowship were soul food.
There was
Laughing and rambling.
Scrambling and learning.
Revelling and chatting.
Giggling and duck chasing.
Scampering and duck searching.
Remembering and smiling.
Thanking and grinning.
