A November day, three years ago, my sister Mary and I were visiting the family in Ohio. She was walking with her two great nephews and youngest great niece and Murphy the Airedale (RIP Murph we miss you) to greet Anna as she came home on the school bus.
The adventure may not seem epic in scale compared to some of the other entries, but when you’re almost 3, 4+ and 6, walking the dog and riding scooters down the block to welcome your big sister( 8) home is pretty exciting.
I like the feel of the wind, the weather, the line of the five of them, making their way to the bus stop at the end of the road.
