We are so proud of our mom

We went to Ohiopyle again today. Only this time we went to a totally different part. And once more we fell in love.

It was a beautiful cool day. The walk was bright and fun. Quigley did a lot of grazing while we walked. It seemed mom was telling him every other minute to STOP eating that stuff. Don’t worry, he’s fast, so he got more in than she wanted him to.

There were some super smells up there. We had a lock on one here, but they made us move on.

Okay now this is where we got so proud of mom. We don’t know if you know, but mom is afraid of heights. Not just a little afraid, but like majorly afraid. Big time.

Here we are on a bridge, a BIG bridge. Long and high. We started across and dad asked if mom was going to make it. At first she said yes, then seemed to stop, saying” I’m not sure if I can do this. “ Dad took over both of us and mom held on to his arm. And she soldiered on.

On the way back, she even took these pictures. You have to admit it’s beautiful. You can’t see very well, but there were rafters on the water. Now that is what mom call’s brave.

This was on the other side of the bridge, it’s a really beautiful walk. And even though mom was scared, she said we could do it again next week, if the weather holds on to being so beautiful.

She also figures that the trees may all find their color. We sure did pick a great place to live, don’t you think?

Here’s to having a brave mother and a father who loves you enough to walk you even when his back hurts.

Talk to you soon,
Love, Annie