The Meadow In Fall

The last time we came here, it was Spring and I took the day off to cavort with the boys.  Saturday morning we returned with C to see the Meadow in its Fall glory and beautiful it is.  It's curious how of all the beautiful sights the eye beholds, it never grows tired of seeing nature.

I packed a light lunch so the boys could last a bit longer before heading home.  In the morning I had the foresight to start a pot of chicken soup so that it'd be ready when got back.  I'd like to visit again soon but if not, my plan is visit the Meadow on a snowy Winter's day.