We walked across the bridge. It sprinkled so there was a slight mist. She leans over to look at the water where there's this huge frog. She takes a picture before it runs away.
"You took a picture of a frog?" I asked her.
She nodded. "Yeah, I've been doing a study on them." She smiled.
I looked down at the bridge as she talks about science and things like that. I saw a pink daffodil, I picked it up and put it in her hair as she talked.
"Babe, why?" She giggled a bit.
"Aesthetic." I giggled with her.
