We began the day with orange chocolate scones. Clara is perfectly fit for kneading. Her little fingers so naturally belong in a big gooey, edible ball. Lots of chocolate chips made their way to her mouth in the process. June proved to be the master painter. In the final preparations, Clara's true love, I mean her older brother, called her over to observe as he fixed her fairy house. So June stepped in a brushed each scone with cream via a real paintbrush. Later, Clara announced that step didn't really count.
I got to end my afternoon with John. We walked around a frozen lake and soaked in the mountain views.
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