Sam was eager to remember these things, so for a while he walked along, chanting, "horses, deer, inchworm, horses, deer inchworm..." Then he just asked me to remember it.
On the drive home we had to pause while a big turkey vulture abandoned a carcass by the side of the road to fly up on a power line. And while driving through downtown Pittsford we were delayed by a wedding at a church we passed. Sam found these both so interesting that as soon as we walked in the door he ran up to Susan and said, "I saw a turkey vulture and a wedding!"
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"And now, for my next selection..." |
(Matt Sweeney, high-school acquaintance of Susan's and now fb friend, commented, "Turkey vulture? Oh, Sam. The grown-up name for that is wedding photographer.")
The hike was not a short one, and the trails in Mendon are poorly marked so we ended up back tracking for a while. We were slowed by Sam's desire to carry an inchworm who for his part wanted to crawl away. I got a little impatient when we had to hunt for the fallen worm while being swarmed by mosquitoes. But we kept ourselves moving by looking forward to coming home and baking cookies.
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Sam with his new inchworm |
Spent the evening with the Hulls, Sam running around with Gabriel. A good day for all concerned!
That was Saturday. Sunday's highlight was probably sitting around with the Zinkand-Dills at the dining-room table coloring after dinner. Fun!
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That's Josh's head in the foreground. Sam's just stood 10' from a deer |
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