We’ve lived in Virginia for 7 years, and this is the first time we have made the drive to the Shenandoah Valley to see the leaves change. Boy are we dumb.
The kids have two sets of Autumn Saturdays this year. This is the navy and orange version. And yes, cute clothes make me like my kids better.
They say you love your kids most in pictures and when they’re asleep, but I must say, I was crazy about my kids during this trip, not just in the photographic past. Everyone was so excited to be out and about together.
The whole trip made me so happy. Beauty, beauty everywhere, and all of it to drink.
I made Kent drive, so I actually got to see everything. We were a little early for the greatest spectacle of “peak color”, but you couldn’t tell that by the abominable traffic.
The kids threw a little fit when we turned off the movie and took away the iPad as we drove into the park, but they quickly got over it and started singing about falling leaves and pumpkins. And the pointing, oh, the incessant pointing out!
Mostly they collected leaves like these fantastic multicolored specimens that Kent had to play ladder for each of the kids to reach.
But a couple of times Peppers came to me, “Mama! Mama! Mama!” and with great pomp and circumstance presented me with a completely unexceptional rock he had found. Thanks, bud.
I’m so excited to add a new tradition to our yearly line-up which doesn’t include carnival rides and funnel cakes!
American tourist: “Rome? Isn’t that where we saw the yella dog?”
Remember that joke from Room with a View? Yeah, Salty would say precisely the same thing about Shenandoah as this puppy was for him the absolute highlight.
I was catching some poignant walk-away shots (which are MUCH easier to get with my kids than walk-toward shots) when I captured this moment.
Catching it is not that impressive as this happened all the time. Many a face was planted on yonder path.
When we got home, Kent collapsed on the bed and fell instantly to sleep, but I was so high on beauty, that I immediately cleaned and vacuumed my car (Trunk or Treat, ready), cleaned out and swept my garage, Craigslisted a bunch of stuff, then painted my garage door, trim, and steps. Beauty is my drug. Even today, I’m still supercharged. I taught until 6 today, then spent 5.5 hours cleaning my house (about half done) and now I’m looking at these images and listening to Chanticleer’s choral perfection and feeling equal to anything.