We took a different path in the woods today, our own "path less travelled by," and I'm so glad that we did.
I do so love how my guys are learning to walk quietly. I love the hush that comes over them when they step from asphalt to leaf-covered ground.
In our ramblings we found lots more evidence of animal goings on, but the most striking find of the day was an artifact of a different sort.
We came upon a long abandoned, but I expect not long forgotten, old fort.
It made me at once sad and joyous.
Sad to think that children must grow up and leave their woodland haunts behind them, joyous to think that even as they do, a whole new batch of young hearts has entered the forrest behind them.
Small whispers echo through the trees once more.