Wonderful breakfast at Wildflowers with Cill’s nephew Troy and his son Rex. They drove all night from California, helped us all morning, all the while chattering about Someday. Remember the poem? Troy says. Someday I’ll take my boy fishing. Turns out Someday is already taken. How about Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. Any day but Someday.
They left from Idaho late in the afternoon in time to arrive in Lemhi, Idaho in the evening where they’ll gather up their wounded warriors for an outdoor adventure.
It’s a very fine world that holds within it Troy and Rex. And Cill.