This year, the fountain was on! It's looking a bit bedraggled but the water was flowing and it was lovely. Hello old friend!
The ledge around the fountain is always a lot higher than I remember. It's just tall enough, I need a hand up as my legs are short and the stretch is complicated. Thank goodness for the mister who has a long stride and is always there to help me up when I need it.
Confession time folks....we a-go-gos have reached an age...er...maturity...that tells us that perhaps we are not as spry as we once were twelve years ago...so this year, while we did indeed jump, we did not jump OFF the fountain...we jumped in front of it. It still counts, right?
Good gravy, I adore this goofball. We may not jump as often as we used to but we still get around, get goofy, and just get each other. Swoon.