a Saturday in September

On Saturday me and the boys spend some quality time together and went for a walk (while Leland was singing a Book of Mormon song at a Catholic funeral, but that is an entirely different story).
We went to feed the swans,


studied the little frogs living in the gutter by the road,



and found lots of chesnuts...




At one point Monty and I didn't see Stoney anywhere and found him, not surprisingly, in a tree.