We abandoned the horse farm, and moved into Clemson. Keats was on guard duty, as alert as ever.
The neighborhood boys were out riding the local slopes.
Later, we stopped by the local yogurtery (3 Spoons Frozen Yogurt) for a snack with John and best buds James and Andy.
Then to the park, for some hopscotch.
Christopher has his own style of sliding.
Next snack was at Krispy Kreme in Walmart. We had to wait a while for our croissant sandwich.






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