Katie & Maggie

Maggie and her good friend Katie flew back from San Francisco for a 2-week visit.  They took a walk with David today, along the Schuylkill River.

Here's a photo of the two of them:

Then a photo of Maggie prancing along with one of her prize sticks:

She reminds me of the Robert Louis Stevenson poem:

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,    
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.    
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;    
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.    
 
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;    
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,    
And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.    
 
He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,    
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he’s a coward you can see;    
I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!    
 
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,    
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;    
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.