We are blowin’ and goin’, so I am sorry if my posts are short, boring and non-existant for a bit. I am reading your blogs in between outings, as I can’t bear to get too far behind on your lives! Addiction at its best.
We were at the in-laws this weekend, and had a great time. That place is just so relaxing. We swam with the kids, drove around the property on the mule, and totally escaped from all the chaos at home.
Saturday, my in-laws watched all of the kids, and Bill and I took off and explored some of our old stomping grounds up north in Llano. It was so nice to be alone together. A.L.O.N.E. What a curious word.
On Sunday we hit the river with the kids. That place is just simply majestic.
At one point, I was floating in the water, and I realized the only sounds I could hear were the gurgling water, and a lone eagle circling in the sky, screeching. I lay there wondering why we moved away from there. Our house was right on the Llano, 15 miles from the nearest town. I used to hoist Cody into the backpack and walk down the drive with Cory to swim in the river. I remembered the silence. Yes, it was majestic.
We enjoyed cool, clean water flowing over sparkling pink granite.
This is what our backyard looked like.
Here are the kiddos exploring the shore line, looking for frogs, lizards and rocks.
Pristine beauty, at its finest.
But nothing compares to this