Family walk at the farm this evening. We're on our way to the river.
Leftovers from last year's crop still litter the ground.
Orion tells us these are baby deer prints. See how close they are one to the other.
Orion spent the walk with his head to the ground. I believe he has found something.
A rather large critter hole.
The same rather large critter hole with Orion's stick in it. Wouldn't it be funny if the critter threw it back to Orion?
This gorgeous mushroom was growing out the side of a decaying tree stump along the riverbank.
We've turned around, the golden late evening sun to our backs.
The farm to the north, also glowing in the amber light.
Almost back to the road. I love the motion in The One's hands and hair in this photo and the curling tracks in the field.
Fragments of flint arrowheads found along the way.
Group photo. The One told me she was giving it her best smile. Can't you see it? Third from left.
Day is done in this soft, almost painterly view of the early spring bottoms.
A good time was had by all.
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