a story. when she was two weeks old i loaded her in a front pack my friend kathy, who hannah is named after (h. kathleen), made for her older brother ian. and climbed a mountain. a small one, nevertheless i did it. on top, i nursed her, and changed her diaper. and down we came. the leaves were turning. just like now.
the thomases, who were so briefly here, blogged about their visit.