Once a upon a time, when we were going NUTS at the Hilton, we had to get out and find something to do. We went to a local farmer's market and bought a bunch of fresh food and then found a trail next to a river to walk along and have a picnic.
Yes. It's really that pretty everywhere. Everywhere Annette is, that is.
When we got to our destination, we sat the boys down and...
...laid out the food which consisted of plums, blueberries, blackberries, and breadsticks.
We loved all of it, except I (Charles) thought the plums were too tart.
Since Annette is the aquatic one in the family, she waded out into the river and took our picture.
Then she took Charlie.
He wasn't too sure about the whole thing.
Henry played with the grass.
We love the vines that grow up the trees here.
This is an outdoor adventure that happened this week. We went out again on another voyage to find another place equally cool to the last. It started at Three Mile Island. I should have known that starting at a nuclear power plant wasn't a great way to start.
But since there is billions of tributaries feeding the Susquehanna River, it wasn't long before we found one.
This one didn't have a hike. It was just along side the road.
Charlie loved this water adventure about like he loved the last one.
Henry actually liked the water this time. I was shocked. He splashed around like a fish.
I hung him a little bit too low and he splashed himself something fierce.
We took pizza for a snack and Charlie ingested more dirt than pizza. He wanted to throw rocks in the river while eating his pizza and I think on occasion he forgot which hand was holding which.
This fish was our only friend. No other fish wanted to play with us. We would throw rocks at it and he would chase it thinking it was food. This fish might be a product of the aftermath of the Three Mile Island nuclear disaster of 1979.