A Buried Moment in Time

Let the record show that on this day, the twenty-fifth of June two-thousand twenty, we buried a time capsule in our front flower bed behind the northern boulder. There is some debate over when it will be dug up again, but we can all agree it will be a minimum of ten years from now. Audrey will be in her early twenties. Henry will be in college (or off on some worthy adventure). We will be empty-nesters and maybe planning a worthy adventure of our own. 

So just in case we forget about this, which is a very real possibility...

...note to future self: go dig off the north-eastern corner of the house, even if that boulder is gone, whenever it's been long enough and everyone's forgotten.

Something special is waiting there.