When the neighbors visit

I remember how much I have missed making chocolate chip scones for early morning delivery and the sound of children laughing and playing.

Two of the neighbor three children now are now too old for the noise the youngest makes, one of the "three Ms," as her mother called the girls when she introduced me to the two BFFs.

When they leave, the neighborhood is less sparkly and more staid than I like it, but I can look forward to summer, and their happy return.