Dancing palms

Bright colors in Reston, where W. and I went for lunch and to find a new laptop. Mine’s pushing ten years old and doesn’t always feel like cooperating.

Seems like we saw cute babies everywhere today, either because we were out and about more than usual or we’re constantly thinking of the very few number of days I. has left at home (just four now). Now waiting for her to come home from work so we can have my birthday cake. :-)