Our trips to Hasty Brook have given us a great opportunity for family time. That's not to say that we don't bring along the kids' iPod, GameBoy, and other electronic do-dads, but they get tucked away when we're outside. This day trip last winter is one example. Winter is the best to see the contour of the land. The snow wasn't too deep this day and we did lot's of hiking. We walked along the edge of the curving creek looking for the best/ narrowest place to cross.
There was only one spot upstream of the old beaver dam that we found ice sturdy enough to cross. Actually, only Art crossed. The ice was VERY soft and I was quite nervous, but Art wanted to measure the distance across because he would one day like to make a bridge. The area where we camp is surrounded on three sides by the creek and we would like to be able to explore the other side a bit.
When he was ready to cross back, Art took a running start. The kids roared as he slid across the ice and then planted in the snow on the near side. Even Gidget (the dog) laughed!
I think we talk more when we're up there. That's always a good thing. On this early spring day the fire felt pretty good. What is it about a fire? Conversation flows, but silences are OK too. I love the atmosphere around a fire.
Here is my Molly. I love this photo as it captures her exuberance. Molly is thirteen and full of life and possibilites. I have been blessed with a wonderful family and I believe we are very fortunate to have a place like Hasty- a place to feel part of the woods, and a place to know each other better.