the sun shines warm and crisp air suggests a sweater, just in case
so i oblige, tucking one into the stroller. our walk becomes
an off-road scramble and full tilt creek hike before long. careful gazes
admire the millipede, darting fish and shimmered stones below,
and feathered webs atop the canopy of trees. silt-stained legs and
soaked shirts evidence exploratory missions deep.
an off-road scramble and full tilt creek hike before long. careful gazes
admire the millipede, darting fish and shimmered stones below,
and feathered webs atop the canopy of trees. silt-stained legs and
soaked shirts evidence exploratory missions deep.
the current laps greedily after tiny sandaled toes, but
resistance is mighty and babes prevail!
resistance is mighty and babes prevail!
mama, i love it here. better than our house.
it's holy ground, it is. they know it, too.
i touch the tops of tousled heads, thanking
God for muddied feet pattering the
path alongside mine.
hosted by melissa: peanut butter in my hair
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