It’s the last walk to school! I tell the parents, “It’s the end! It’s really the end!” One father says, “Or the beginning.”
It is the beginning. We pick honeysuckle and let summer drip onto our tongue.
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Picking Honeysuckle |
We walk under trees in full bloom.
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We climb the hill through the woods for the last time. . . for now.
We’ll do it again next year. But for now, we let one thing end and another begin.
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Happy Last Day of School!
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very good experience. Your kids are so lucky.