Max filled his pockets with rocks and pebbles during our visit to the Arboretum on Sunday afternoon. We hiked to the Children's Garden, half-hoping to stumble upon a geocache. Instead, we found...
Max's plethora of pebbles.
Which he painstakingly picked, carried, and rearranged as we strolled.
A metal caterpillar frame with a mudbrick house in the background.
An off-kilter but brilliant natural branch bird feeder or water dish.
Handmade wooden gates and metal art which chimed at the breeze's beckon.
Maybe in the morning, I'll get around to sharing what we did with all those rocks and twigs that ended up in pockets and backpacks and then our dining table.