found by my tiny daughter

Toronto, 2014.07.04

As I cycled home tonight, I heard a familiar voice cry "'addy"—the two year old had spotted me passing in a park and called me. I was surprised to find my family picnicking under a tree, and more surprised that little Emma had been the one to see my zipping by on my bike. Sharp young eyes!

It was a fine evening; the weather has really been perfect these past few days, and the kids were in fine moods.

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