We stopped at a strings shop on our way to Kimberley BC for Jane to try some fancy cellos.
Hazel and I worked on a fairy land in the woods while the older kids played bball.
Vacation craft time.
Dad made us yummy supper.
Sleepovers!
We found a log raft.
The tide of life, swift always in its course,
May run in cities with a brisker force,
But nowhere with a current so serene,
Or half so clear, as in the rural scene.
~William Cowper 1782
The long drive home.
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