This afternoon, a perfect fall afternoon, the boys and I took a walk in our fields. There is a small creek, dry for most of the year, the boys like because they can get in it and build dams and so on, and Big Brother wanted to go check on it. Since it vas a most postcard like fall afternoon, 70ish and sunny, I agreed though I knew it would be dry and over grown like last time he begged to go. Thus an unofficial nature walk / science lesson in observation vas called and off we tromped across the fields.
The boys mostly tromp and pretend to be animal rescuers and dinosaur hunters. They did however comment on the difference in the feel of the tall grass (more crunchy) and the weeds (dry and breaking).