abundance

Ahhh summer. Blue River did have summer ever so briefly, savored between the season of old snow and the season of new snow.
Now this is a snapshot of summer if ever there was one; children and water.
The two year old is holding a cup and is learning the principle of abundance. My oldest sister is gently (she's a girl) directing the water into the little cup. The abundance will spill over into the endless sea of a tub.
I love that my sisters are dressed alike. I think that early alike-ness was a gift to them, a bond my mother unknowingly created.
Two little girls hard at the work of play, learning more than is readily apparent.