Then we went on a "hike" around the pond/river/swamp/whatever it is. Liza spent most of the hike climbing over the deadfalls (hope that skirt is washable, Grandma!) and throwing sticks into the water. Just as I spotted a 12"+ long fish that I wanted to show her, she flung a yard-long stick in the water and totally beaned the fish. I made her apologize to the fish.
"What do you think made this hole, Mama?"
"Probably a beaver."
"Oooooh. How do you know?"
"Hmm, let's see, where to start ..."
While Liza threw more sticks in the water (with no further damage to the native aquatic life), I watched a pair of pileated woodpeckers feeding their babies in a nest. Here's one of the pair during a scavenging mission:
Liza wouldn't let me take a picture of her with the tree ... until I let her take MY picture with the tree.All in all, it was a good day. Wouldn't you agree, Little Miss Perky Napless Wonder Child?
3 comments:
I notice that Liza was able to take a photo of someone in the tree without photographing a stick in front of their nose.
A day of woodpeckers, beavers, sunshine, and a smiling child is always a good day.
Sure you don't want a desk job?
Anon - yeah, but she had a target that stood still, didn't she?
Smartass.
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