All about trees we were.
Our day started out with excitement that Papa (my dad) was coming (from Oklahoma)!
Veeerrrrry exciting business, that.
Our neighbor from next door knocked to say 'twas time to take down one of our trees -a boxelder maple- in the backyard (technically their property as was within a foot of their garage)-- as 'twas tilting their garage. We had already agreed that they could do so.
We're tree people around here.
We love our trees.
But we're quite happy to say goodbye to this tree -aside from losing my clothes line-
because we get to put one or two fruit trees up in its stead.
We get peaches!
To the hills we go, up to ride the ski lift to Solitude Lake, a glacial valley.
Which was lovely, except for Madeline crawling all around on the ski lift chair. psh. 'Twas better once we put the lapbar thing down, but still... a nervous business, that. [shudder.]
So a small hike with Papa and Grammy to breathe in autumn.
Then we got to go over to Silver Lake for a walk around that pretty piece.
To home, to home,
for a late dinner and collapse.