My boys (especially Henry) are climbers. I mean not just they themselves enjoy climbing, but the whole idea fascinates them. So tonight while finishing dinner, with the backdoor open, we saw a ladder being carried through the alley. The next moment, right outside, a man propped it against the telephone and started working on the wires.

Let’s just say dinner was quickly finished as they rushed outside to watch him finish and move onto the next pole, with wires strapped to his tool belt, while wearing a hard hat. They were thrilled and I am once again given a glimpse at life through their eyes, with a pause for a moment I might have otherwise overlooked. Tonight we lingered on the back steps and enjoyed the evening breeze.