Nieces visit.

Ben’s little nieces visited on Saturday. Because we don’t see them very often, they’re both very quiet and wary of us. Little frowns and staring eyes give clear warning, “Don’t take another step closer or I’ll burst into tears!” After an hour, they’re still quiet but busily running around the house examining objects of interest and moving things. After another half-hour, they’re outside collecting flowers in the garden. Much to my surprise, May says, “There’s Ben,” as he comes outside to soak up some sun; and in the afternoon last-day-of-winter sunlight we watch their also-silent and equally-busy shadows.