The last of summer's grip finally loosened its hold this September, and Richmond began its annual transformation into something gentler and more contemplative. This morning's walk with Telly required a dusting-off of the closet-buried Patagonia puffer jacket; it's perfect for walks with Lucy, who has graduated into the Big Kid stroller making it easier than ever for her to point at every dog ("dah!"), every bird (also "dah!"), every passing leaf that dared to flutter in her line of sight.
