The day Vake was born was beautiful- warm and sunny.
I wasn't outside at all on the day Gil was born, but the 28th was similarly gorgeous- unseasonably warm and mild. The day he was born was colder but still sunny- the high was in the high 50s.
I wish I could remember the details from both days more vividly.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
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