A couple weeks ago, Grandma G headed out this direction. We had tons of fun hanging out, eating good food, throwing rocks (I know- aren't you surprised?), blowing bubbles, reading books, and eating candy. We were so glad she was able to come out and relax in our neck of the woods- even if her dream didn't come true of meeting a movie star on her flight into Aspen.

Can you see the rock mom is throwing directly at me?
Seriously? Seriously. Even with the wee one beside her,
who happens to be all about learning through example.
Naughty, naughty Grandma G.

This face? It's the reason we let him throw rocks in the river.
Over and over and over again.

Comfy times on the couch with Grandma G

Intensity along with some giggles- gotta love the tickle attack!

We took off for the somewhat local picking orchard with plans of
juicy peaches and nectarines. Ends up we made the trek for
basil season (ONLY!)- and biting flies. Better luck next time!

Completely organic, completely beautiful, and (when the time comes)
completely delicious!

This might surprise you, but Solomon located some water. And sticks.
And a rock or two.

We got to hang at the "beach" down the road- more rock throwing, some people watching,
and some sun burns. Also? Jas took a dip or two in the river.
Why didn't I get a picture of that?!

See that big boulder? Yeah? Some folks decided to jump off it.
Again and again and again.
So did their little dog.
It was a hoot.
Love you mom!