Sunday afternoon we walked up to Grandma and Grandpa's for a BBQ supper. It was a very grey day.
(I am currently in love with my zoom lens, so there are a lot of closeups.)
Red tree flowers
I love fat little legs
She was terribly proud of her pinecones
Owen's motorcycle, for sale. I just liked the red against the cloudy sky
The farm. Isn't it disgraceful that it isn't green yet?
Pussy willows, getting green.
Not sure. But it makes me laugh.
Gilbert is into writing his name in the dirt. Generally he just makes i's and t's.
Orianna being a good little mother
Yet more pussy willows
A duck in the creek
I just liked the red winged black birds in the corner
Tori lugging a hundred pound bag around. She is just that tough.
Tori and the cows
Orianna all set for biking. It was only 50 degrees, so I am not sure why her jacket is off.
Elsie discovered that if you yelled down into the milk can, it echoed.
So she took Hoyt's pacifier out so he could yell without hindrance.
I love Elsie's look here. Clearly thinking I was in error when I made her give Hoyt's pacifier back.
Tori, walking home
Through the muck
That is a lot of muck. Did I mention I like my zoom lens?
Grandma walking Hoyt around.
Excited by cows
Ashley, Baby-Vaughan-about-to-be-born, and Hoyt
Tori washing up