I found a few old posts with photos and no words, because there wasn’t much to say about what we did, and we weren’t doing much else.
We went to Arcadia Mills with my friend Sarah and her pup, Bailey, early in the summer. Isaac and I ran across this bridge about 600 times, and we all got lost back on some circuitous paths. We found our way back before resorted to splitting the applesauce and granola bar in my bag.
Another day, Isaac and I found hundreds of black and red grasshoppers by the downtown Milton river walk.
|This unseasonably cool day late spring we went to pick blackberries along the train tracks, but found almost none.|
|So Chris showed Isaac how to skip stones.|
|And Isaac also engaged in that time honored tradition: throwing rocks in water.|
|Back home, Pounce rules the roost. Says him.|