A spring afternoon in the park. We crossed Ashland Creek on a little bridge.
Puck and his brother. Apologies to their mom whose picture I did Not take ~ she was dressed nicely and still went out and played and even mucked up her thumb and I didn't get a picture. *sigh*
The Owlet is not only a fashionista, she is also a monkey.
It was a lovely, lovely trip both in terms of environment and family visit.
Home to spring in the mountains, meaning some rain, some snow, and still layered clothes.
Unpacking, repacking and off in three days to SoCal where I will wear capris and sandals.
And you will be treated to pictures of another set of grands!
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