We don't have to go on vacation for the children to have fun. All it has to do is rain. Then the boys will run outside and hunt around for all the little merry jumping creatures that populate our window wells after a rain. They find toads, frogs, salamanders and who knows what all. Here is their most recent catch in the bottom of a 5-gallon bucket.
Friday, despite Jonathan having just been the last to succomb to the flu we all got last week, we packed up and headed to the mountains for a weekend getaway. We had to ditch our plans to go to Buena Vista, and instead just went near Lake George. In the picture below, we have stopped outside Woodland Park, to let the children bike to Manitou Lake on the bike path. Carrie's bike needed some repair first.

Then we camped about 5 miles out of Lake George. The camping area had just recently had a fire. But we found a spot near the edge of the burned area, by some pretty aspen and pines. If you looked down, you would see ugliness. If you looked up, you would see beauty. See a lesson in that? So we parked our trailer with the doors toward the beauty, and we looked up.

Until the boys discovered lots of empty bullet casings hiding on the ground all around. Then they spent most of their time looking down, with their eyes glued to the ground, seeing how many they could find. They literally found hundreds. We all joined in the search, since the boys were having so much fun. Some of them put their findings in sandwich bags. Not Danny. When I asked him if he wanted a baggie, he said, "I have pockets!" in no uncertain terms. His pockets sagged, clinked, and weighed him down, but the more the merrier! In the pictures above and below youi see Danny and Timmy with their "casing farms," as Jonathan called them.

The children getting ready for another bike ride down a mountain road after a picnic in an aspen glade.