Ease On Down the Road

The elementary school bus stop is located, officially, on the sidewalk across the street from our house. The kids are supposed to wait there, safely off the street, until the bus comes, then cross and board. In practice, no one bothers with the street-crossing routine, and the bus stop is in our driveway. For seven years Miss B joined the other kids there, sometimes waiting by the door to dash out through the rain, now and then catching the bus by the skin of her teeth. On the first day of school there are always four or five parents out there with cameras, getting pictures of the crew.

The junior-high and high-school bus stops where the road into our neighborhood hits the main drag, a couple of hundred yards from our front door — so this morning Miss B got a photo shoot all to herself.


Whereupon she turned...


walked away...


and was soon out of sight.

She came back this afternoon, though.

Later, there was knitting.


Some things never change.