What do you do when you are tired of raking leaves? You curl up with a good dog!
We found a patch of dry leaves in our adventure at Blacksmith and had a blast playing in them.
We threw them up....
We threw them at each other....
And we buried ourselves in them.
Isn't it amazing how much fun you can have with the simplest of things?
We even renewed our love for one another in the most unique way.
We triumphed even though we normally seem to small...
We triumphed when we sometimes we feel to tired to do so.
We worked and played and made a memories that will never be forgotten. We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. Thornton Wilder
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