Not just Calvin, but all of us were welcomed into the warm, friendly Eaves home with grand hospitality. Little Nancy, sometimes wobbly as a newborn fawn, followed Jefferson around the entire day. His older siblings didn’t venture far from his side, either. I had a sense it had been far too long since they had all been in one place.
The day of celebration was noisy, under a sky that had turned a deep, rich blue, and sun that warmed us as if it was August still, but with a breeze that kept us comfortable and reminded us cooler days were the norm now for a while. Insects and flora danced along with us, butterflies and bumble bees visiting the last few flowers that would soon disappear until spring. Brown and copper leaves applauded our frivolity each time the wind came hard. Somehow, half th
