Sunday walks

Sunday afternoons are best spent with my boys doing something outdoors. In a few more months we'll want to cross country ski. For now, we took a path hoping to spot some deer. We ran into 4 sandhill cranes, multiple times. Then Nick thought he spotted something moving. It turned out to be one of six wild turkeys. Very well. It was wonderful time spent holding hands with my youngest, walking through the woods talking about school, this morning's football game, and anything else that came up. It doesn't get better.