Fall decorations, wilting in rain. Not as many as usual since we haven’t had time to find pumpkins and straw. This will just have to do.
A beautiful, proud Hosta, giving us her last show of beauty for this year. But she will come back next year – she always does.
The sun finally peeped through the trees on a cool Saturday afternoon in time for a walk in the woods.
Dakota and Travis working side by side, drawing without picking at each other for a change. What a treat! Never mind the fact that I had to take soft scrub to the table to remove the markers after they went home.
Austin playing Wii Tennis (and baseball, and bowling, and boxing… he’s a Wii nut) by himself.
A rainy Sunday drive, with Greg and his family, looking for land with a view. A spot where we can build a cabin and be closer to where our kids live.
We found an old cemetery at the top of an almost dirt path.
Look at this majestic cedar tree!
Reagan and Allen checking things out.
Look at this headstone. Nowhere could I find the woman’s name. I guess it’s possible it was above the word Wife but I certainly couldn’t see it. Her age: 63 years, 2 months, 22 days. What – no hours?
We didn’t find that perfect piece of land with the perfect view, and we probably never will – at least not one that we can afford! But it is fun looking.