I had a great afternoon yesterday swimming at the Medina with G, his friend Connor and my old swimming buddy Jenia. We waded downstream from the third crossing to a rope swing that G knew about and the boys swung and splashed. As usual, I stood at the top holding the rope for a while and then wimped out and didn't swing. But I did collect four baby bald cypress trees, one of which I gave to Wendy. I'll plant the other three by the river and hope for the best.
I love it here. I'm sad to go.