Thursday, June 9, 2011

The Creeper has been missed

We recently traveled northwards to be with my family. A more detailed account will come later, but for now: The powerpoint.

The first reason we went up - Asa walked across a stage in a billowing robe of blue honor and was given a piece of paper. I really think our shout was the loudest. Congratulations, little brother.

Then... on to the Creeper. The bike trail we have visited at least five times now.

But this time, I have a husband.

Actually, this was the first time for all three of the sons-in-law. Son-in-laws. Whatever.

We saw multiple snakes,

swam in icy water (at least, the guys did),

took naps whenever we could,

and Dad fished whenever he could.

Sometimes we were confused,

and sometimes we were sleepy.

But most of the time we were glad to be in such a glorious land.

One day, we were forced to dress like trash bags. This is Mom saying, "Hey, you! You don't have on your trash bag!"

Yet somehow,

we still managed

to get very, very dirty.

And tired.

There was a cave to explore,

cute people to photograph,

Four Square to play (we are serious about this game),

wild ponies to feed (wild is very loosely translated here - these guys just hang out by the hiking trails for free food),

a dumb movie to watch,

and much cheesing to do.

I cannot wait to do it again.

Oh, the thing that I call living isn't gold or fame at all!
It's good-fellowship and sunshine, and it's roses by the wall;
It's evenings glad with music and a hearth fire that's ablaze,
And the joys which come to mortals in a thousand different ways.
It is laughter and contentment and the struggle for a goal;
It is everything that's needful in the shaping of a soul.
-Edgar Guest


Anonymous said...

Hey its our poem!

I liked Thor... :D

Dennis said...

Up to standard!!

pamphlet said...

I love this blog and loved being with all of you in Virginia!

Owl of the Desert said...

Great photos! What a wonderful trip. I can see y'all had a blast!