Spring has a way of doing that to me. Yay, spring!
On the morning that a deep snow bank captured James' sneaker on the way to school, making him hobble home in shoe-sock-shoe-sock defeat to ask for my help finding it, I spied this shape elsewhere along the sidewalk. If it hadn't been for a lovable, wandering boy and his crazy, inconveniencing misstep, I never would have seen it.
Funny how things work.
