WEEKEND SNAPSHOTS...

 We had a very busy weekend here at that Quill.  Friday I went on an all day field trip with my grandson to a pumpkin farm...

 

It is actually an educational homestead that represents life 100 years ago that was started by a group of teachers.  I wish I had more photos than I was able to take of the day but it rained off and on and we adults spent most of the time holding a tarp over the kids to try and keep them dry.  After picking muddy, wet, slippery pumpkins and viewing the first three exhibits it finally stopped to an occasional quick sprinkle here and there.  By then we were all a little soggy and cold which put a little bit of a damper on the fun.

Our precious grandson stayed over night and declared Saturday morning was art time.  They have been doing self-portraiture in art class at school and he wanted to paint a portrait of grandpa.  This is the kindergarten rendition of Handy Hubby...

 

Sadly, we had to surrender him to his other grandparents so they could spend some time with him too on Saturday afternoon.

Sunday morning the clouds and drizzle were blown away on a brisk warm wind.  In the afternoon we had a few free hours that I intended to spend in the studio.  However, it was too pretty and the too perfect to stay indoors.  We hopped into our sailing ship and cruised across the land...

 

Great old music playing on the radio, hot sunshine (low 80's) warming the air, wind whipping through my hair and snatching the hat off of Handy Hubby's head ( we had to make a detour to go back and retrieve it), over hills, around curves, up to the top of the mountain, catching the first glimpse of the lake...

 

     This is where I tossed out the challenge, "Take me somewhere I have never been before."  Off we sailed down back roads dotted with cattle speckled farm lands into verdant green forests ( we are just getting a blush of autumnal color here)...

 Scudding out beside the lake to the point of Devil's Fork for a brief stop then over to Cherokee Park...

 

 Where layers of land, water, forest, and sky painted pretty pictures...

 

 

I was enamored by the little nature sculptures scattered along the shoreline...

 Strong winds lapped the water against the rocky shore mimicking the sounds of the mighty ocean...

  

We were the only people in this small and secluded park.  Having the whole place to ourselves, we walked the shores and spoke aloud dreams, wishes, hopes, and desires that turned into making plans.  Change is on the horizon... 

Adventure sated, hearts shared, hopes risen, happy memories made, we took one last look...

 

 and headed back home with a handful of weekend snapshots to remember it by.