It was one of the not-too-hot summer days, with cloudy skies and a little drizzle. So we decided to go for a walk. The trails around our house are wonderful. So here's just a bit of a photo/video dump.


Trevor letting Rachael know she just walked through a cobweb.


Ariel showing off something or other she found. And looking like she has been cursed with cuteness. heh


Ariel found a piece of chalk on the trail and drew things everywhere with it.


Mushroom, Mushroom! But no snakes...


Scary poison ivy!!! It is everywhere on the trails. They chop it all down in the spring, but it's back by summer.


I am pretty sure this is Virginia Creeper. We are not nervous of this.


I am pretty sure that THIS is poison Ivy. The kids, for all their tromping through the woods, have never gotten poison ivy. Spider phobic me does not tramp through the woods, so I ahve never gotten is, either.


This was when Rachael's mood started deteriorating. She was mad we wouldn't take the short cut through the woods back to the house. Then she didn't want to carry her bag anymore and so tried to wear it on her head. But it wouldn't stay on her head while she walked. Rachael's life is full of tragedy.


Trevor gathered up all these sticks to make a house with and then was having trouble carrying them all home. He found a piece of rope laying around the trail and we tied up his sticks in a bundle. He was quite satisfied.


We were apparently not giving Rachael enough sympathy so she tried to take a shortcut home that was not close to us. But then she realized she would be walking through someone's yard and she couldn't get back up the hill. Her sis helped her up.


They were checking out a hole they saw a mouse run into. But now I think Ariel is checking out the taste of her yummy blue (hm) leaf and Rachael is checking to see if any snacks are left in her nose.


Ariel just being cute. We tend to call all sticks with legs on one side "stickbugs". We didn't find any actual, real stickbugs. That would be soo cool, though!


"I am sopped!" If Rachael is not drenched, she is getting sopped. It was spitting out- not raining, really. We didn't get rained on in the woods, but did a bit outside the woods. This was when we were about to head in.