Wa-Wa?

We've been treated to another week of lovely colour-changing crunchy-leave warm fall weather. The kind of weather that our summer longings for fall are made of. And so on Wednesday a freshly-napped baby was packed into the car for her first trip to the bail-ard trails. 

Here is how I thought the afternoon would unfold: drive to trail, set baby free, sip on tea while baby enjoys nature and collects a bushel of sticks and stones. 

Here is how the afternoon actually unfolded: drive to trail, discover that the first twenty feet of trail are below water, hike through brush to avoid water, return to trail to discover another lake-puddle, go around lake-puddle, come to a fork in the trail and another lake-puddle, peer down both forks and see two more lake-puddles (what the heck - it hasn't rained in a week), give-up any notion of a hike, set baby down, baby is drawn like a magnet to puddle, rocks are thrown in, mud is played in, much splashing and wading and dirty-getting is done. Oh well, to each their own (ridiculously cute) enjoyment of the outdoors.

Scoop.

 

Testing out the seating-potential of some of the larger rocks. 

On the hunt for smaller rocks with throw-potential.

Thank goodness for (really) warm fall days and washing machines.