Thanksgiving Day my wife and I spent with her family in Quakertown, Pennsylvania. After the meal some of us went for a walk to a nearby playground and small park. All except the last picture were taken there. It was a great way to spend the afternoon after having a delicious and sumptuous meal.
My wife's oldest nephew with almost unending energy
The Sunday after Thanksgiving we had our gathering on my side of the family. It was an excellent day of food, fun, and fellowship catching up with one another. Below are some photos from that day.
Feasting at the table of plenty
My wife having a conversation with one of my nieces
I spent Thanksgiving day with my wife's family. A few of us took a walk to a park in Quakertown, Bucks County, Pennsylvania. The afternoon was mostly cloudy with the sun coming out a bit after a windy light rain came through. Below are some views from our walk.
Yesterday afternoon was the warmest day yet with temperatures in the 80 degrees Fahrenheit. It was a beautiful day for hiking and I returned to a different section of Nockamixon State Park.
Yesterday afternoon, I went for a hike in the Sterner Mill section of Nockamixon State Park on the Quakertown side in Bucks County, Pennsylvania. It was a beautiful, warm, sunny day with temperatures in the fifties. But the trails were still snow covered though melting. My shoes got quite wet.
My main blog: Ramblings generally focuses on telling a story via photography and words. These stories generally center around family, nature, and church although sometimes just about life in general. I also have a blog entitled Fingerprints. I post less frequently in Fingerprints. It serves as a catch all of anything that does not go in my Ramblings blog including memes, quizzes, and reports on books and movies.
The road awaits
Time doesn't
The road beckons
Time steps forward
Will we move
In step with time?
Will we step forward
Shaping our time?
Will we take time
To see the present?
Will we explore the past
And understand our heritage?
Will we laugh?
Will we wonder?
Will we touch?
Will we feel?
Time flies on
We have choices
Shall we go fast?
Shall we go slow?
We shall go forward
But we will choose the pace
We may dance with all our heart
Or bathe ourselves in a setting sun