We're getting good at these outings! Yesterday was gorgeous, but pretty freezing.
The sun was lovely and toasty, but the wind messed it up and chilled anything and everything that was exposed to it.
We got out of the car and walked anyway, and I took photos until my fingers couldn't turn the focus or push the buttons anymore.
Ben, like most children, seemed impervious to the cold. I remember being like that. What happened?!
Sweet, chubby, baby hands.
Teeny, tiny flowers.
Pretty weeds, safe and happy in their native habitat…
(…bee doo bee doo…)
We had great timing that day. Just shortly into our walk, what do you suppose came to greet us?
A train, of course.
…and looked some more…
…until we could look no longer. There were a great many wonderful things to see that day. Looking through a camera lens is sort of like looking through the eyes of a child. Things look different, more interesting, new and pretty.
Simple dead (or sleeping?) sticks.
This, oddly, was my favorite.
It was another good day. I asked Ben for a big smile: