Saturday, June 16, 2012

We went to a park, y'all.


Ah, the south, home of excellent old trees.


We were bored, so we went to this park in Aiken SC, about half an hour from home.


Jim was delighted to get out of the house and see some new things.


When my family lived in Missouri (I think) when I was a kid, my brother and I used to catch these things all the time. I can't look at one without remembering how my mom would make us let my sister hold them even though she'd invariably squeeze them to death.


Pretty flowers, in imminent danger of death-squeezing.


It totally looks like he's interested in the horse, right? He actually was a LOT more intrigued by the dirt under it.


Practicing his stairs.


D'awwww.


Hiding, to no avail.


D'awwww.


Fountains into which Jim was determined to jump.


You wouldn't believe how hard it is to convince a 1-year-old to go in your general direction.


Excellent trees.


Jim walked for probably over a mile (which is a long way when your legs are ten inches long!), but he eventually broke down and needed a lift.


Purty flower.


Turtles! Significantly less squishable than a lizard skink.

6 comments:

Emmaline said...

Looks like a proper outing.

JimJim's Ma said...

Me and Dad love this post, Leah! It was Kentucky, not Missouri, and didn't we nickname your sister, "Lizard Death?"

Charlie W. said...

That lizard was a skink, if recall correctly.

Leah said...

Yes, a skink! I was trying to think of it. Blue-tailed skink. Or blue-tongued. Or both?

Isobel Higley said...

Your 'Purty flower.' image is fantastic. Really like the use of focus in the for ground.

You have a nice blog, thanks for the post!

Maureen Plotts said...

Yes a feast for the eyes and a good outdoor discovery for Jim.