Back in May, I asked my kids to make a steel wind chime with my husband, who runs a metal fabrication shop.
Instead, they made this “robot,” which according to my six-year-old son, will help with chores. And now look! It’s holding up these vines, planted by previous inhabitants of this land.
With all the potential threads to pull on here, I’ll pick this one: Mother Nature is the ultimate arbiter.
She has always been and will remain as such.
If you knew that to be true, what’s one or two things you’d do differently this weekend?
Me: Have breakfast outside and go camping for the first time since having my knee replaced. Speaking of robots…
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