Matthew is always begging me to skip a nap. I realize the child is five, but trust me, he still needs a nap at times. Yesterday, Alan had to work and Michael went to a birthday party (and, oh, was he proud to be able to go without his bro). So, it was just Mattie and me mid-afternoon. And all that woods behind our house.
We crossed the creek - me hurling Matthew to the other side - and took off. Just looking out of our kitchen window, you have no idea of the miles of just WOODS behind our house. We were on the hunt for an (empty) turtle shell, in addition to any other "treasures" that might present themselves. The weather was overcast and warm - raining at moments - but we were undeterred. Matthew had a great time - chattering away, pushing through the briers, and slogging through the mud. And truthfully, he is my excuse to let out my inner Marty Stauffer. Matthew was so proud that he could keep up with me and all of the things that we discovered. He is my science boy and finds anything with nature fascinating.
When the raccoons are nesting in our flue and the squirrels are munching away at our siding and the copperheads are slithering up to the house, I'm not so crazy about the nature world on Buckey Court. But yesterday, sweet time with my boy and this amazing "wilderness" in the middle of suburbia hit the spot.
We crossed the creek - me hurling Matthew to the other side - and took off. Just looking out of our kitchen window, you have no idea of the miles of just WOODS behind our house. We were on the hunt for an (empty) turtle shell, in addition to any other "treasures" that might present themselves. The weather was overcast and warm - raining at moments - but we were undeterred. Matthew had a great time - chattering away, pushing through the briers, and slogging through the mud. And truthfully, he is my excuse to let out my inner Marty Stauffer. Matthew was so proud that he could keep up with me and all of the things that we discovered. He is my science boy and finds anything with nature fascinating.
When the raccoons are nesting in our flue and the squirrels are munching away at our siding and the copperheads are slithering up to the house, I'm not so crazy about the nature world on Buckey Court. But yesterday, sweet time with my boy and this amazing "wilderness" in the middle of suburbia hit the spot.
More deer bones...from the third deer's remains that we have found near our home...the spine, pelvis, and skull of one of our girls.
Yay! Mission accomplished! Matthew's new eastern box turtle shell is on the left. The one I found for Michael a few weeks ago is on the right. Matthew and I did a little internet research when we came back home and figured out that his shell is a male's (flatter and more oblong) and Michael's was a female's (higher and rounder).
Two of our favorite finds: Matthew found an old Coke bottle that originally was from the Winson-Salem bottling company (look on the bottom). He told me that he wanted to give it to his Uncle Dennis who has one just like it at his house. I found an old milk bottle from the Biltmore Dairy (guess where that was located!). We thought they made nice vases for some of our beautiful daffodils and periwinkle.
This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,
the morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere."
This Is My Father's World" words by Maltbie D. Babcock
This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,
the morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere."
This Is My Father's World" words by Maltbie D. Babcock
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