March break was a combination of work and play – a few days at work then a couple of days off to spend with the kids.
The week started off with a turkey hunt. Yup, a turkey hunt. After being told that turkeys are spotted regularly at the old homestead, we set off for a walk to see if we could find any. We saw lots of tracks (those suckers are big!) but no turkeys, though it was a really nice day for a walk just the same.
We found this old carriage at someone’s old camp.
Lots of hanging around… the feet tell a better story of the energy level than the stillness of their faces.
Papa took Thursday off of work and we headed for the camp. We drove about halfway in, then walked the rest of the way. It was a beautiful day – mild and lightly falling snow.
We had a lovely lunch of hotdog buns (inside joke) and then headed back outside. We had a little hike to the falls… … and did a bit of sliding. Eleanor liked the sliding but the boys weren’t all that interested.
I think the kids were all tired and I know that I was overtired from sharing a room with Eleanor for several days, so we were all on edge and the whole day was… well, edgy. But despite the not-so-pretty feelings I had during that day, the beauty of this place and this scene and the company we were with are what is important and what I hope I will remember when looking at this picture.
The week wasn’t very vacation-y for me but it ended with a really fun curling game and time with friends so it ended off on a high note. It’s always good to be home.