Autumn hoppers

Our friends Sabrina, River and Gatlin stopped by the other day, and while the boys were in the woods setting snare traps, my neighbor Lynn called to ask if I'd go down and hang out while her son slept until her older son Keith got home from school. So we all tromped through the woods to her house, where she told us she'd set up some saddles on bales of hay so the kids could "ride" and to go up to where the hay is stored in the top of the barn. The barn that her husband built by hand -- cut down the trees, milled the wood, poured the foundation, etc. It's beautiful. The boys had a blast hopping about from pile to pile.



They joined us again today for a hike for the elusive autumn olive -- missed the trail so we never made it, but we did find this wood frog along the way. Until they move, these guys are hard to spot on the leafy forest floor.