Trees and hills

When we lived in Dallas, I told people I couldn't wait to live in a place with "trees and hills". As I was raking the leaves from the trees up the hill, I couldn't help but wonder what the heck I was talking about. It is a new experience, that is for sure.

James loved it. He is ready to get to work with his rake and his bunny.


How do kids know exactly what they are suppose to do in a pile of leaves?


Ok, James didn't really care. He'll jump in the ivy.


Running through Daddy's well raked rows.


Poor Andy is too little. Maybe next year!