Fall

Greg's catch with a fly! Sadly no fish dinner for us, this one was a native, so we put it back.


View from my chair...nice!

Happy, muddy boys.


Local wildlife.

He sat so patiently waiting for me to see him being a squirrel.



This river was full of huge salmon, they just never like what we bring to feed them.

Yep, lost another one!

Another day of fishing...the boys were afraid of these huge geese, so a little guard rail made it safer?

The boy begs to go fishing!

And this one likes to fish, but likes the worms better.



Doesn't he look so grown up with those big teeth?

Ronan spotted this guy...have you ever seen a crawdad this big...small lobster size and mean. Boys named him Stanley? We took him home. I have no idea why. He lived in the backyard in a bucket for 2 days eating worms, then the boys released him in a stream by the house.



He gets dirtier with each passing year. Charley had pumpkin on his hands. Ronan had pumpkin on his hands, arms, shirt, pants, hair, shoes, porch, face. He still eats like this too. At least I don't pick him up from school with his lunch still on his face like last year.





The real reason we own 3 scooters.