Now that October is upon us I am more determined than ever to trek around all the beautiful local trails I live near. Today was a start. We began at a state marked trail than somehow intertwined within a cross country ski resort. Up and down and all around we put one foot in front of the other. I tried to teach Sawyer about ferns. I sang songs about them, made up poems and stories. We chanted fern, fern, fern. An hour after we arrived home I showed him a fern in the yard and asked him what it was. I could see the smoke come out of his ears trying to remember the word fern. Oh, you silly boy.
So much adventure on just the first day. I can hardly wait to see what tomorrow brings!