It is almost summer, the season where I hope to write more and teach the children how to cook and clean for themselves. But it is not quite summer yet, so I leave you only this photo which captured a tender family moment when one of my aunts said, "Someone get that homeless girl out of the picture." There is nothing funny about being homeless, so I should just keep the moment to myself. But I share it as a symbol of my summer dream of ill-dressed and seldom-bathed children running beneath a forest canopy looking for slugs. Here's to dirt, sunshine, and so much time with the babies I go cross-eyed.