Mother's Day

Its raining. That means no walk for Chauc and no walk for me... In truth, the Mosquitoes came out strong yesterday and this morning is still pretty warm.. so I was kind of dreading going out, at least potentially. I was ready to douse myself with bug spray and go forth though. I think Chaucer is definitely more disappointed than I am.

I went out for a big hike yesterday morning. I have a route that I go sometimes and it takes me through the woods, off of the roads. It takes about two and a half hours to walk, but its a circular route... and I love those. I took a couple of pictures. The one with Chaucer is typical of the second half of the hike, off of the roads. It winds up hills and through mid-forest fields (the third picture) down into dense pine forests and out into the high-tension wires, then back onto the abandoned roads of Rutland State Park. Love it. At one point there were these cute little efts all over the road. God those things are cute... poisonous as all get out but sweet and red and cute. Their only poisonous if you eat them, and I don't intend to do that soon, so I guess I'm fine.

Yesterday was mother's day. We went to both Grandmother's houses yesterday evening. It was short but nice. Henry and Nora ate half of the candy we gave my Mom, and half of the flowers Jenny gave hers had dried out on or porch before we got them to her.... go Bronsons. But they were both fairly gracious, I guess a necessary trait for mothers.

It was also my Dad's Birthday a couple of days ago, so we gave him his card and gift today. He is nearly impossible to buy for. He already has everything he could want, or at least that I know that he could want. So I gave him a clip on light so he could see all of his stuff that he already has. You know its bad when when you're buying a gift and you think to yourself while your buying it, that buying this gift is only making buying his Christmas gift that much harder.

Lastly, I built Henry a bow and arrow last night: Springy branch, notched and strung, straight stick with forking branch cut off at precisely the right place to make stringing the arrow easy. He is now completely obsessed with it. He woke up at 5:45 with me this morning and was already wearing it across his back. I told him that I would try to make him a quiver for it soon. This is definitely going to be my picture one of these days :)

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