This time I handed the camera over to the husband so that I could be in some of the pictures.
|She knows where we're going, but there's still much to see|
|Entrance to the Woods|
|How rare it is for us to be pointed in the same direction, with trillium around us|
|Which is why we took dozens of these, but you won't have to see them all, gentle reader, I promise. This one is posted here because Zoe has a nice smile, and my eyes are open for a change.|
|One of us said, "Where's mommy?" which is why she is looking my way and not towards our photographer|
|Talk to the hand|
|How was that treat, really?|
|A private joke--Zoe looks likes she's laughing here|
|One last picture (or twelve), and then you can swim, Zoe!|
|I'd like a Slurpee about now.|
|Testing the temperature|
|Hope you don't object to black slime paw prints|
|Thank you, she says.|
After a walk like this through the splendor of May wildflower season, I want to go back in time and do it all again. In these posts, I do.
Namaste, gentle reader. I hope all kinds of flowers are blooming, wherever you are.