This morning Joel and I, and Josh and Nikki and their bunch headed for
this place. Our mission was to let the twins play in the water.
We drove through the forest to a certain place
where the Azalea Trail crosses the forest road. Then we parked and began the ten minute walk to our destination. Dogwood petals
were strewn along the beginning of the trail. It was almost as if it had been expecting us.
The boys had brought their bathing suits, so as soon as we reached the creek
they changed and took off into the water.
They kept their sister pretty well entertained.
Josh got in
and took the boys exploring. Then,
he sort of baptized them…face down. I would have posted the video, but Hudson’s pants fell off during the ordeal.
Joel and I
joined Hudson and Denton and Josh, but
Joel didn’t stay in too long because he got cold feet…literally.
Cold or no cold, I had a fabulous time.
We stayed for about an hour and then
headed back. Josie got tired of the stroller
and I took turns carrying her.
Two roads diverged in a wood and ….
we took them both. And, it didn’t make a bit of difference.
Since you’ve last heard from me, I’ve entertained relatives from Arizona…my mother’s sister, her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. I’ve gotten poison ivy from climbing down a creek bank to pull out a big limb, and I have two black eyes from target practicing with my sister-in-law. (forgot about a little thing called recoil) My aunt and I went to Natchitoches to visit
our cousin Jackie and her husband Woodrow. We thoroughly enjoyed our time together. They drove us around town showing us four of the houses
that Mamaw and Papaw Simmons had lived in, and the two churches that Papaw had pastored. And, by the way, he had baptized Woodrow at one of them when Woodrow was nine.
Spring was at its peak that day in Natchtioches
and azaleas in almost every yard.
And, amongst all that went on last week
Joel brought home two rabbits after
I had come home with five ducks.
All I have left to say is…ee-i-ee-i-o.