girls in the air

There's a tree in the front yard of my house; it looks like a crabapple, or maybe a pear tree.

When I got home from work today, I noticed that there were two little girls in it. They looked about 10 years old, and seemed very nonchalant about the whole thing, as if sitting in a tree, swinging your heels high above the neighborhood were the most natural thing in the world.

And I guess it is, at that.