


Stilts and whittling and plenty of spring time promises of summer to come. Saturday night even found us in sleeping bags under the stars curled up around the camp fire. WIth no bugs and no reason to sleep inside we figured we would just stay out there all night. Brusier woke up about 2am and had trouble going back to sleep and my old bones were groaning at the ground so I didn't fight the idea of an actual mattress, and we headed back in.
Sunday required an ice cream lunch for our first Zesty's trip of the new season. We then headed out for another seasonal hike. We did come across a couple of other hikers that were very concerned for our bare feet. The kids and I scoffed a little and figured we weren't going to have soggy muddy shoes/socks to worry about nor would we be spreading invasive species seeds all over the land scape. The late afternoon was rounded off with some backyard reading and chess in the warmth of the sun. Just an amazingly perfect and rejuvenating weekend....a spring cleaning for our insides if you will.



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