My mother loved our camping trips and so for Mother's Day last weekend we took her for a drive out to the woods for an afternoon by the river. At 83, she isn't as spry as she once was but with a little help she was able to make it down to the riverbank.
There is a bit of pioneer history back here. Homesteaders once mined this area for silver and logged the old growth timber. In fact, the town I live in originally sprang up around a lumber mill.
Today it's a nature preserve filled with hiking trails and campgrounds. I love wandering through the moss covered trees and along paths lined with ferns.
It was peaceful just watching the river flowing by. The water splashed quickly over the rocks in some places before opening up into calmer waters.
We spent a couple of hours enjoying the sunshine, skipping rocks across the water, and walking along the riverbank.
|Our beautiful daughter|
|Doesn't this rock look like a giant turtle heading into the water?|
We ended our day by going home to a picnic dinner from the deli followed by marshmallows roasted over a fire in the courtyard.
So, even though we weren't really camping, it was the perfect ending to a lovely day. To all you moms out there I wish you a belated Happy Mother's Day.