…if you’re a little boy that is.
Last weekend was cold and damp but not too cold that we couldn’t spend some time out in the fresh air. Actually in my opinion it’s never too cold! So Saturday afternoon the girls and I met up at the Lake Visitor Centre and that’s where the boys found their heaven.
Each found themselves a stick. Boys need sticks when they’re out in the country.
Charlie found himself a “machine gun” I think. Nicholas in the background looks like he found himself an honest to goodness good old-fashioned walking stick.
George sees his Mum and aunty safely down the hill through treacherous terrain.
Looks like he’s spotted the enemy here!
This is one of those photos that I just really like and not sure why. Perhaps its because the three boys are all together, still carrying their sticks, dogs running round their heels, out in the fresh air and having a great time. Yeah, I think that’s what it is.
Nicholas is poking his stick down into the brook here. Another inch nearer the edge and he would’ve been right in it! How he didn’t fall in I do not know.
More sticks but this time they’re whoppers!
Of course no outing is complete without an ice cream. Call me crazy but I prefer a hot drink myself when I’m outside in cold weather!
Until next time,