The boys had to have their walking sticks that Grandpa made for them. Most of the time they were great with them. Every once in awhile they decided to swing them, change them into swards, and they were taken away.
Mica wouldn't stop talking that morning, so I put his Blah, Blah, Blah shirt on. As you can see he kept talking all morning long. He was telling me all about Indiana Jones. He was lagging behind when it used to be Isaak that lagged, and Mica a mile ahead.
Mica wasn't the only one I was secretly making fun of with his shirt choice. Isaak's had a brain that said, Closed for the Season.
On with Santa Fe's nature floor:
We saw things we don't normally see.
A plant growing on the edges of rock. I'm thinking it's a natural ground cover there.
Moss, or something growing on a tree trunk.
A tree that looked like a puzzle.
Cacti on the edge of the trail.
A dead tree, but interesting none the less.
I spotted this little guy. It's probably because I kept looking at the ground, while I walked. You see I'm afraid of heights, and there was this drop right beside me. Isaak walked, and pushed right into me. I snapped at him so hard. He scared me bad! The little lizard popped up. I missed the shot of him. Daddy captured him though.
