My Dad has a huge yard and the boys had a great time just running around. He also has a sizable garden in the back. Just to show you what city folk we are, when the kids saw the garden, they asked where the cows were. They thought he lived on a farm. It's obviously not a farm, but he has more land and trees than they will ever see here in North Texas.
On Sunday, we went camping in the Blue Ridge Mountains. I can't really describe the beauty of these mountains - wild and natural. It felt like a completely different world - one where you saw the presence of God everywhere you looked.
Luke and Max loved it. They were superheros and adverturers. They hiked and climed and scouted for animals. They searched under rocks for bugs and played racecars around the camper. We couldn't keep them out of the woods which lead to a few encounters with prickley bushes and bugs that I could have done without.
They boys were facinated with the animals and everywhere they went they would shout for the animals to come out. Wouldn't you know it, they often did. We saw a chipmunk right ouside our camp and ran into some bucks on a hike.
In the evening, half a dozen deer came right up into our camp. They were so close, we could almost touch them.
The bear, yes that's real. He was about 60 feet from us. They boys were so excited. I was happy to keep my distance. Fortunately, he turned and went the other way. He was pretty small but still, a bear is a bear.
All in all, we loved the trip. Merk is even talking of taking some camping trips around here. Texas is not the same as the Blue Ridge Mountains, but we both want to spend more time outdoors as a family.
Check back later for part two of our trip.
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