We just spent a lovely weekend with Grandparents that live a distance away. We went to the Apple Orchard, picked some apples, selected several pumpkins and enjoyed some fresh cider and donuts. We have the pumpkins sitting on the porch just waiting to be carved. There are a variety of colors to represent the variety of personalities that reside in our house. I'm so excited to add Warrick and Seraphine to the carving tradition this year.
Yesterday we spent quite a bit of time outside enjoying the crisp air. We watched the reflections on the pond out back and saw our shadows grow long as the sun was about to set. We examined the bugs outside and talked about the changing of the seasons.
We made it to the front yard and the kids started to fill their baskets with "helicopters" otherwise known as Maple Tree seeds. This kept them entertained for such a long time. It brought back memories of my childhood peeling back the outer layer of seed and systematically dropping seeds into little holes that my friends and I had dug. I remembered the first time I had shown Rowan a maple seed and how when he climbed to the top of the play structure in that mobile home park we lived in he dropped the seed and yelled with glee as it spun around and around and down.
The kids ran their hands up and down the tree and reached up over and again to touch the branches just barely within reach.
My husband was a little late coming home so we took a later than usual walk. It smelled of dirt and fresh cool air. The Cottonwood trees on the path had dropped hundreds of leaves. The kids didn't notice the leaves at first, but once they discovered the awesome crunching sound the leaves emitted they couldn't stop running.
After a long while of running through the leaves we went through the trees to where we could see some Birch trees and the pond. My kids love this place. Every time we walk through this area it feels like an escapade. Their faces light up and they start whispering to each other and talking about the adventures they are on and the characters that they are playing. When we got towards the end where the River Birches are the kids started to feel the birch bark. Treasure map ideas and letter writing plans were discussed at length and little hands peeled small pieces of birch bark with grand schemes attached.
It's all such a masterpiece.
"For the Lord is the great God, the great King above all gods. In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him. The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land."