Last week, the twins and I set out on what turned into a miniature journey of exploration to one of Big Brother’s very favorite old stompin’ grounds – the “little marsh”.
We set off by bike.
We were quickly derailed by the storm drain’s siren song.
We enjoyed the view before moving on.
When we reached the marsh we ditched our rides and set off on foot.
And then we saw it………the promised land.
Off came the shoes and socks, and on went the fun. I love watching them drink in the joys of life. The exploration, the discoveries, the excitement. Good times.