I love to wander by the stream
I wave my hat to all I meet,
High overhead, the skylarks wing,
Oh, may I go a-wandering
We celebrated my birthday yesterday with the most delightful excursion through the woods and down to the river.
We played for a while in the cool, dappled shade, and then I took a little trip around the bend of the river to see the waterfall. As you can see, I was happily snapping many pictures on the way.
I wanted to get a good picture of the falls, and that rock in the middle of the foaming, swirling current seemed like the best vantage point. It was reachable by this slightly springy, possibly precarious log. Dare I?
No, not there. But here...