![]() I sat with it long enough to learn how to differentiate between the calls of the American Robin and the Northern Cardinal, two birds of abundance in our yard, and I thought for a moment how strange it was that I’d never taken the time to do this before. One morning this week, I sat on the top step of the stairwell that leads down to the garage and again used the Cornell Bird identifying app. ![]() ![]() I hope to never lose my wonderment over the magic of owning a little piece of land in which my children can run barefoot, and my husband can cultivate his garden, and I can reset when I need to find a center. Even two years into living in Bethesda, the backyard suburban experience remains a marvel. Magpie’s strawberries are ripening by the fistful, and we are spending a lot of time sitting outside. This week, we strummed the first strains of summer. *Above, wearing my beloved Mille dress and Gucci sandals. ![]()
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