It’s always fun to look outside and see Zane walking around, nibbling a bunch of chive. Yesterday he went out to play and when I looked out the window I saw that he had picked up a small pile of dead plants the wind had blown and then walked across the yard to put them in the composting bin. What a good boy.
We went for a hike on some new trails (to us anyways) close to town. They even had a nice, laminated map at the trail head that we’d consult and review with Zane, matching up the trail color with the color of blazes on the trees.