Turtle in the Pool
Beth rescued him from the swimming pool. For a short while, he was my new friend.
Looking at the Lake
We didn't really talk, but I could tell what he was thinking... when he stared off at the lake.
On the Rocky Bank
I knew my fun was over, when he spotted that water. That's okay. I told him to go have a nice swim.
I can still call him my friend, even if we never see each other again, right?
Maybe these two photos don't look very exciting, but after my sand castle adventure, I enjoyed some daring rock climbs!
I don't know who built this rock creation, but I was hoping it was made by a very smart builder. I climbed to the top and luckily it didn't collapse underneath my weight.
We took a drive near Enchanted Rock on Sunday. There were lots of Bluebonnets along the road, but I was getting tired of those.
I begged to climb up the stem of something with no bluish-purple color. I love the orangish color of Indian Paintbrush!
We found the same combination of flowers near some old train tracks.
On Barbed Wire
Beside the tracks I saw some barbed wire and climbed up so I could sit right beside a flower. I sat in the warm sun and sniffed in the spring smells. Not bad.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.