Yesterday Grant asked repeatedly if we could walk to the mailbox and back, 1.2 miles round trip.  On the way home from downtown, Lauria dropped Sofia, Grant, and me off at the mailbox so we could time our walk up the mountain to the house.
Grant was sure it would be a piece of cake.  About 1/3 of the way home, he decided he was pooped and wouldn't ask to walk to the mailbox again.  Sofia ran most of the way, only stopping because I asked her not to go out of my sight.  Grant and I did the 0.6 walk in 11 minutes.  Grant and I will never tackle a marathon.
This afternoon we all walked down to the bridge to see the creek

This weekend was also the John Campbell Folk School Fall Festival. 

The children ate hot dogs and Jim tried the venison and wild boar stew.  We ate fried apple pies, chili, and an apple cake, sat in the open barn listening to Bluegrass music.
Back home..............Sofia knitting and Mommy crocheting.
Olivia and Daddy reading.
Papa sleeping through all the noise.
Grant working in his puzzle book.


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