Over the weekend T.J. and I took our orange-wearing boy on a hayride with a friend and some “big kids.”
They hayride took us on a tour of our local farm, the one where we bought our pumpkins last week and picked our strawberries in June.
We got a nice view of the Delaware River, which gives the farm its silt-y, fertile soil and only sometimes devastates their crops when it floods badly enough.
We saw freshly ploughed fields, eyed the strawberry patch we drooled in in June and checked out the flowers and some unusual crops for this area, like broom corn, cotton and okra.
But really it was a great chance to photograph my two boys…
...and hold my precious boy close at a time when he was content to be held and didn’t try to wiggle away while he looked at the nature and wonder all around us.
It was such a sweet time. And, no, I don’t remember what made me laugh. But knowing I was laughing is good enough.
What a special day Kelly, days like these make fond memories that we hold in our hearts forever.
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Linda
It is always nice to see a very happy family. They are lovely pictures of all of you.
ReplyDeleteLove how you name the unusual crops and one was okra-types the woman living in SC! Thanks for the laugh this morning! Have a great day.
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Gorgeous. I remember going on a hay ride when I was little, I'm sure your little one will always remember it too :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun day, I haven't been on a hayride in years, my kids are teens now, but I think I may need to search one out- hayrides are so much fun!!
ReplyDeleteI loved this post when I read it the first time, and I was so excited to see it again for the hop!! That really is what happiness is :) Thanks for sharing it with us!
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