This evening I carried the baby in my arms down the hill to the beach. The ocean shimmered smokey blue and silver under brooding clouds. We saw a Northern Flicker, robins and swallows, and two baby cottontails. Baby took this all in with his bright, curious eyes and sucked on my arm a bit. These are quiet days (if you don't count the standard crying). We are still settling in to our new rural home and to life with a charming dependant.