Aidan was off from school on Monday and Tuesday, Monday for Columbus Day and Tuesday for a teacher work day. I will never understand the concept of Columbus Day; just why should we commemorate the "discovery" of a continent that was already inhabited by people?
Nevertheless, Aidan and I picked up sandwiches from Subway and drove out to Beaver Lake Nature Center for a picnic on Monday. He clearly enjoyed his sandwich:
We hiked and searched for a few geocaches, and generally appreciated the beautiful day. Aidan enjoyed mugging for the camera:
As you can see, some trees are turning and some have already lost their leaves:
"Even if something is left undone, everyone must take time to sit still and watch the leaves turn."
- Elizabeth Lawrence
And we did.
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A Vagabond Song - Bliss Carman
THERE is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry 5
Of bugles going by.
And my lonely spirit thrills
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;
We must rise and follow her, 10
When from every hill of flame
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.
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