we headed to the woods for a hike with friends this beautiful fall morning. or, perhaps more accurately, for the idea of a hike thrown a bit (and expectedly) askew by the addition of a pair of three-year-old feet and a pair of four-year-old feet. so truthfully, we moseyed, we mamas, while the kiddos explored off the beaten path, stabbed at things with sticks, threw sticks, jumped off of rocks and boulders, searched for critters and fairies, checked out the creek, and other such things.
and then there was this~
I don't know anything about Gary, except that this tree of his never fails to surprise me and always brings me a smile. Claire asked if perhaps it was the doing of her great-uncle Gary, but I told her I was pretty sure if he had a hemlock tree in the woods around here (roughly 700+ miles away from his home) that he decorated in a Christmas theme we'd probably know about it. We added her little orange hair clip after looking at all of the interesting things adorning the branches. She is already talking about what we can bring along to add next time.
The woods had that wonderful fall smell. The at times pungent, earthy, sweetly-rotting-leaves smell. I breathed it in deeply, it's good stuff. We saw golden leaves, red leaves, lots of mushrooms and a few crawling critters.
I am going to right now make the commitment to getting into the woods as often as I can this month. Oh, glorious October. yes, yes, yes.