No mountains anywhere. Natural lakes? Barely. Sigh. No matter where I find myself living, I've always been good at searching out the places that bring me peace. Water and trees. Living in Suburbia, one just has to search harder.

Waking up in the morning to two grumpy out-of-sorts kids, I knew we needed to get to some trails. There used to be a time when I would say, hey kids, we are doing such and such today so get your shoes on. Now, they have their own opinions and after much squawking, we finally got into the car. We headed not too far out of town to a bike trail and then over to the reservoir where the water quality is questionable.

My favorite photos of the day were of Ethan and they spoke to me in black and white. He may raise the biggest fuss when I have a suggestion for an outing but he gets it out of his system and then wholeheartedly enjoys the adventure. Mother knows best, stubborn little boy.