Tuesday, 4 March 2014
A brief afternoon sojourn in the sun yesterday was a reminder of just how fleeting these days of babyhood are.
Next summer these hands will spend their time building sandcastles instead of crawling, and the excited squeals of delight will give way to words. There'll be running into the waves, dog-chasing and dream-catching.
As one season gives way to the next I feel a profound sense of gratitude for this moment and the beautiful simplicity of childhood.
May this boy spend many more joyful summers getting salty.