Yellow Breeches

Sunday Baylor and I made two trips to the creek to play and get rocks for various collections.  He is three and everything is a collection and I am a gardener and I need rocks to decorate my garden collection.  We went down to the creek and he looked so cute playing, throwing rocks, and taking 'dips' in the creek that we came back to the house, with a full load of rocks, and I picked up the camera and some plant trimmers.  There is a climbing rose/thorn vine right where we cross into the canal that is always pricking us.  Not any more! 

He loves to throw the rocks into the water and make big splashes.  He looks for the perfect rock, "Yes that is the most perfect rock to throw" was what I heard the whole time.  That and, "Get me more rocks to throw Mommy!"

A couple came walking down the canal with their dog who was a great friend for Baylor to entertain himself with.  He was having a ball throwing the rocks to get the dog to chase them.  The couple was nice and did not mind Baylor trying to get their attention all the time and playing with their dog.

On the way home I handed him the camera to hold as it was not going to work being around my neck pulling him and the wagon full of rocks and Baylor.  This was the second trip we made too.  I forgot and left the camera on and my little photographer took about 400 pictures of the way home. Pretty much one every few seconds.  I did not know about it until I was down loading the pictures and wondered why there were so many.  It was pretty interesting to see them all in progression. Except the photos of my backside. 

First we went through the woods.

The Bank's Barn.

The tree of the left.

Going past the tree.

The Landis' Barn.

The neighbor's with the white barn.  When I give directions to the house, I tell them to turn on Brenda Ave count 4 brown barns and one white barn and then turn right.

And finally we are home. 

We have six maple trees.  In the spring they make lots of seeds.  When I was young it was fun playing with all the helicopters.  Putting them on our noses, throwing them in the air.  As a home owner and a gardener, they have lost a lot of their charm.  Baylor still enjoys playing with them but I just see thousands of possible trees growing everywhere that will have to be pulled out!  Not so much fun anymore.