June Louise: toddler, trash collector, good neighbor

These are the items June collected and handed to me during our ramble at East Campus this afternoon--some exceptionally interesting trash:
to wit: a wrapper, both sides of a bubble tape dispenser (surely you're thinking the same thing I am--they still make that?), the bottom of a red plastic cup (oh tattered red plastic cup, what a tale of collegiate debauchery you could tell), and some other odds and ends. Not pictured: twigs, acorns, old dead brown leaves, and dirt worked so far under June's fingernails I thought maybe it might enter right into the bloodstream. Also not pictured is the storm grate that was the source of much curiosity and many delighted squeals.

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This is a special aside to our friends in northern places: here is a little glimpse of what is soon to come. I know, it must not feel like it sometimes, but it is coming. And though you probably envy us our four consecutive mid-60's-to-70-degree days, we will pay our dues come July and August, trust me. I'll post some more photos then, when the world is brown and parched and yet, paradoxically, oppressively humid, and every living thing is suffering with heat fatigue. But for now, it's all birds singing, swelling buds on the branches of every tree, and that unutterably delicious feeling of possibility. Some harbingers:
1. Pansies
2. Daffodils