I bought bubbles the other day, hoping BSM would be amused. Today I discovered that yes, he is amused by bubbles. Seems like equal parts wonderment and amusement, and I'm thinking that as we keep playing with bubbles, they'll get more and more commonplace, and the wonder will make way for incessant laughter. That's the hope, anyway.
This evening, I went walking in the date-grove. It was so calm and so peaceful that I totally forgot to take pictures. Maybe I'll go walking again tonight: I can't photograph the clacking rustling of the palm fronds, but I might be able to get a nice shot of the Jordanian mountains at sunset.
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