When we moved into our current home,
oh so many years ago,
there were figures similar to these in the garden.
My son,
when he was little,
would play football by himself in the backyard.
He would be both the passer and the receiver.
Between plays
he would run over to the figures and put his hands on their shoulders.
They became part of this team huddle.
Such a cute little memory.
Sigh.
Sigh.
