November 18, 2007
November woods behind the house.
Christopher and I spent a while yesterday walking around in these woods, with me trampling on the thornier plants in my boots to clear him a path. I want for him to grow up enjoying poking around in his world like that, and I don't think I need to worry about his enjoying it. We examined some sticks and some grubs we found (which he figured were snakes) and considered making a fire in the fireplace with some of the fallen limbs we found, but it turned out to be a fairly warm night, so we didn't.
The deer have returned, as they do this time of year. Step outside in the morning and you'll usually catch a white tail or two disappearing into the gray trees. I'll try to get pictures this year.