Pausing along the trail to watch the turtles sunbathe.
after 1/2 mile of hiking we reach Bobbit's Hole where we stop for a lunch of tuna salad, apples with peanut butter and cheez-its. Small fish cannibalize the tuna that we inadvertantly drop into the river.
a worn out hiker sleeps through the final bit of the trail
The rest of the afternoon we spent napping, reading Wendell Berry (Martin) and Flannery O'Connor (Sylvia), and enjoying each others company.
For Carmen
7 comments:
looks like fun. love the turtle picture. sylvia you are looking great. how are you feeling this time around? any morning sickness? hope your feeling well. Heidi
Hey cutie pie in your cutie pie Duke shorts! Candice
At least he hasn't gotten the top off yet :) Have you thought about coffee as an option? Love ya, Carmen
yes, in fact he rather enjoys Counter Culture Decaf. And for those of you who wonder why he goes down so early at night - No, we are not giving him liqour in the evenings.
martin
Sylvia, I love Flannery O'Connor! When I read that, I had to go dig out my book of her short stories, and stick it at the head of my "books to (re)read" queue.
I love that turtle picture! :)
looks like a great time - all three of you are looking fabulous! that makes four things this blog makes me miss, being in barcelona: you three (four really, but none of us really know the little one enough to miss him/her yet), and nature (there's nature here, but it's mostly contained). love you!!
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