To read part 1, click here.autumn, especially--the season marked by change. Officially, we are only half-way through autumn. But with this snow....
This morning us three girls donned puffy jackets and tall boots to let the chickens out. Before I knew it, Juniper had skipped to the other end of the yard singing, Dashing through the snow.... At the library today I was tempted to check out all the snow-themed books (our library has a lot), but I held myself back and opted for more fall. I will have a solid four months to check out snow books; five if I end up counting November. Six if we run into April. Come February, I will probably be found looking at these pictures again.
:: We stayed with more family who, despite our whimsy schedule, took the time to be with us.mental hospital that pre-dates the Civil War.
:: Napping on the road.
Our train, pulling into the station. That whistle is loud!
On the train, J bugs was excited but Hazel still had a smoker's-cough and was alternately exclaiming "Choo choo train!" and wanting to nurse.
We had so much quality, relaxed time with family that went unphotographed. Playing the tourist is fun but at the end of the day I am most thankful for the envelope of family.
:: Last moments at the great-grandparent's stead before driving back over the mountain to the airport in Virginia.
:: Passing back through Hot Springs, Virginia.
The hot springs resort that pre-dates the Revolutionary War. Pre-dates the Revolutionary War!! One day, we'll stay there. I stopped by the front desk to get a price-range...apparently this is not the kind of place where you ask about "price." One day.
:: Back in Roanoke, luggage trolly to our hotel room.
:: 3 flights there, 3 flights back. 9 total hours of driving to and from airports.
:: Documenting the end of an era: nursing a toddler to sleep on the plane. (Next time, I'll have to get more creative than just shoving a boob in her mouth.)
:: Home. If we'd had parachutes, we could have just jumped out and landed in our yard.
:: Night, y'all.