There really is no better way to spend a morning than outside with friends.
It was cold but not too cold, enough to hint at things to come; enough to stop us lingering but not enjoying. I wonder if our next walk will be in mud or snow, over hard ground or soft? It doesn’t feel yet like winter, but the wind…the wind says it’s coming. But when?
Emmalina and Her Unfeasibly Large Bonnet 
Lovely photo’s.
Thanks! Thought the grandparents might appreciate a pic or two ; )