Sunday Outing

We went on a little outing yesterday afternoon to the mountains. The foliage was spectacular and it literally rained beautiful golden, crimson, and orange-hued leaves. The river was a foaming, churning living thing. A perfect target for little boys with handfuls of stones. A glorious sunset followed us home and I could not help but click away on my camera as we drove through charming towns with glorious examples of southern vernacular. Graceful columned grand dames and tiny cottages, lights aglow as the day receded into night.

Into the Woods

The Mister took us on a spontaneous little adventure recently. A secret abandoned bridge by the river that none of us had ever visited. The boys were in absolute boy heaven: rocks to throw, branches that magically transformed themselves into swords, and leaves that could be pounded into mulch. Needless to say, they had themselves a good time!