Back outside

The wind picked up later this afternoon, but the sun's warmth was enough to make it worthwhile to be outside. My mom was back to admiring the tall trees. After a lot of incomprehensible remarks, my mom said clearly of Longshanks, "He's very observant, isn't he?" And then, as if she'd really been speaking of herself, she bent down and picked up a shiny doodad off the ground.