Last night Lee and I went for an evening walk in Creamer’s Field. The light was soft and warm at 9:00 (sun still up!) and walking through the field and past the ponds and into the boreal forest, I felt like I was walking through a memory, or a feeling of memory. Like, this feels like how I remember being a little girl and walking in the woods with my dad, or playing Boxcar Children in the woods with Kim and Kaitlyn and all the other daycare kids. Sigh. It was a lovely feeling.