Fall at the Falls

This year we finally made it to a pumpkin farm. Last year, Mark and I were both exhausted and decided to go down the street to a church.Today, Mark had the day off along with one of our friends and we decided to make a whole day of being outdoors.

Up until today the weather has been in the upper 70s or 80s, but today truly felt like fall. It was cold, damp, and cloudy. I wanted soup for lunch and dinner and maybe some pumpkin doughnuts for dessert and drink cider and  . . . I could go on for while about fall foods.

First, we headed up to Amicalola Falls for a little bit of hiking. Our friend Collin was nice enough to carry Silas on his back.

At this point, we didn’t know the trail included stairs (600 of them!).

Halfway up Blondie took a snooze.

At the base of the Falls. We were a little sweaty and a little tired. And I was embarrassed to admit I was a little hungry since I ate a snack with the kids in the car only an hour before.Yeah! We made it to the top. I literally shouted “hooray!” when we reached the 599th stair. I haven’t worked out in a week and I totally felt it in my legs. I was relieved to hear these two felt it too, so I didn’t feel like a weeny.

We thought the way down would be much easier. Turns out its not.

I may be smiling in this picture, but I was starving.

On our way back down, we found an old farm that was selling pumpkins. So we stopped to pick up a few.

They had crazy looking gourds and squashes.

After we got home, we ate soup and fresh baked bread. The boys took a long bath (not without Silas’ almost nightly poop in the bath tub – arrgh, that kid) and got snuggled in their flannel pajamas. Brooks wanted me to snuggle him to sleep. As I laid with him, I couldn’t help but feel a little warm fuzzy as I thought about our day together.

Happy Fall!









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