I’d considered dragging the child out on a bike ride today but the weather wasn’t as dry as I was hoping. A slightly less risky endeavor was a shorter stroll with an excellent effort-to-reward ratio. Thus, Elk Rock Garden at Bishop’s Close.

As we got out of the car I felt compelled to mention we were entering the environs of the Episcopalians, and to explain just what an Episcopalian was (in brief: A Catholic with a mind of their own and proper measure of empathy)

What ensued was a delightful early spring stroll + theological discussion of great breadth and scope. I enjoyed it immensely and continue to be filled with wonder and pride at the nuanced curiosity and expansive compassion my daughter expresses at every turn. Between that and the flowers, I consider her sweetness far more lovely.