A day at the park is punctuated by a big old black snake we found in the road. We stopped the car the watch it slither under the minivan. Porter and his friend Pete played in the creek. There is little as chirper as Porter in romping in the water. Frazer was the phototag. It may be something he could consider. He is a watcher. And he does see things. Sometimes it is that simple.
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