Canadian trip (part 2)

I'm telling you, this is a beautiful place.

Birdie took a break.

I love this.  If only her face wasn't dirty!

The girls took a turn with the camera.  I think they did a beautiful job!

She is either contemplating her 12 years or getting ready to stomp a brother.

Of course there was some tree climbing.

Gracie took this family photo of us in front of the giant cottonwood. 

Birdie decided to split.

Her big brother wouldn't let her get very far.

Being hidden on these back trails is a little magical.



You don't find this much where we live.  It is a nice oasis on the prairie.

Matt was feeling artistic.

I just love the shots he got.

 

 

These guys were not as excited about our artistic walk.  They were tired and ready for ice cream.

The road home.

We will see you next year!

Canadian, our annual trip! (Part 1)



We gained a kid for our trip this year.  This is Gracie.  She and Jolie are tight, and goofy, and fun.  We are at the bridge in Canadian.  We like to get a few shots before crossing.

This is

Asher's jumping

picture sequence.

And Zaddok

The girls

The guys

The deer. She was spying on us as we crossed the bridge.

Hi sweet Weebies

Asher chose to run the entire length of the bridge.  The little boys followed.  These girls, they made it halfway before they were oh so tired.

Our favorite part of crossing the bridge is the water.  These tiny fish are always there.

It was so beautiful.

The colors were changing.  Such brilliant golds.

After the bridge we made the drive to the lake.  There are wonderful little wooded trails that we like to visit.

This girl hitched a ride with Daddy.

Our boy did security on the trail.  You know, just in case.

This beautiful plant is all over.  It is soap wort.  Not edible but can be used for washing.

She loves her daddy.

He is growing up.

Love these girls!

And this sweet boy.

Lots of love to go around.

Things keep going.

We had a great harvest of potatoes.

We decided the well would serve as a root cellar now that it is cooler.

The cat thinks that is a fine place.

Zaddok has found a place of his own.

Another harvest going on next door.  I love the way the round bales look on the horizon.

Zaddok only thinks he is getting away.  Baby girl knows best!