After changing our camping plans given the freezing night temperatures this weekend, we tried to console our disappointed Max by spending Saturday at Tannehill. In no particular order, Max discovered a great hiking stick, tried to crash a birthday party, climbed an tree trunk on a playground, and watched an old grist mill in action. Meanwhile, Micah found many people to greet and many possibilities for mischief.
We took the back roads, including Miners Memorial, to get home while Max and Micah both napped. It was a pleasure to just talk to my husband with NPR's special on Johnny Cash humming in the background.












