Autumn walks

I am always, always in awe that we can take the same path each day on a walk about, and each time new games, new delights, new discoveries, new memories are made.  Same path, always something different.

As we walked along the hedgerow past the old man's beard aka traveller's joy growing there, we played a game, sshh don't wake the old man, we snuck up quietly and tickled and pulled off bits of old man beard and ran off before he woke up and caught us.

 As we walked along we made autumn crowns.  We each had a circle crown made of cardstock with doublesided tape around it upon our heads.  As we walked along we added leaves, berries, feathers, old man's beard, whatever interested each of us, to add to our crowns.
















My Princes of Autumn in the woods with their crowns.















More fungi to spot and admire in the woods too.

Then, out of the woods, along the muddy track made by the tractors.

Have a good old squelch about.















And make some handprints in the mud.

All this time, little Jediah wriggles and giggles at his brothers antics.  And his mother savours each moment of it all.