I did not google “fall foliage” to get this beautiful shot. I took it myself. With the brand new camera I got from my family for that birthday I wasn’t so excited about. I took the camera along with Eileen on a week’s vacation to Vermont. With camera. Without kids. Perhaps you are wondering how we managed that. Well, while Scout is ever-present in our lives, she lives in Boston now, muddling her way through her first semester of college. So she was not there. At least not physically. Ben and Kit were away on a class trip for a whole week. On a working farm. Spring Brook Farm to be exact. Working. Ben milked a cow, Kit bottle fed baby calves.
We hiked. Really. When we told Ben we were going hiking in Vermont, he said, much to Eileen’s consternation, “Mom doesn’t strike me as the hiking type.”
After she stopped muttering under her breath that she would have done more hiking if raising three kids took just slightly less time and energy, she moved to a different place – seeing Ben’s comment as a challenge.
Eileen did just fine. See below.
Take that Ben.
As for me, I fell in the parking lot. Right smack on the knee surgery knee. I was comforted by the words of my surgeon that rang in my ears. Once you get to October, you can do anything.
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