One Thing Ends and Another Begins

It's the last walk to school!  I tell the parents, "It's the end!  It's really the end!"  One father says, "Or the beginning." 

It is the beginning. We pick honeysuckle and let summer drip onto our tongue. 

Picking Honeysuckle

We walk under trees in full bloom. 

 We climb the hill through the woods for the last time. . . for now. 

We'll do it again next year.  But for now, we let one thing end and another begin.

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Happy Last Day of School!