On Wednesday, Mom decided I needed to burn off some energy, so we went back to Turkey Hill.
This is a pretty fungus.
Mom had never seen a fungus like this.
The leaves are starting to change colors here.
Here I am on the path up Turkey Hill.
Was this here last time?
Thank you Mr. Hubbard!
The view from Turkey Hill.
And a windmill.
This is a whole new path! I wonder where it goes!
And what's over here?
The path goes up!
The path leads to the abandoned railroad. I've seen this before.
But wait - what's over here?
Come on, Mom!
Hey, this stick tried to bite me!
Just so cute.
Path.
Lady, would you stop taking pictures and walk already?
This is the first thing we saw telling us where we were.
We are on James Hill Lane.
This is another intersection.
Up.
Red leafies.
James Hill Road led to One Way Road. The One Way is up.
Pretty berries.
This was unexpected.... the trail spat us out onto a road!
Fortunately the road was right by Turkey Hill.
Turkey Hill has lots of pretty views.
See?
Mom likes it up here.
Don't you?
Huh.
Me!
Someone lost a fishing pole.
Come on, Mom. Turkey Hill won't climb itself!
Pretty tree
There've been a lot of people here! 
Beautiful leaf. I didn't even try to eat it. 
Turkey Hill.
Pretty leaves.
You'd think Mom got enough leaf peeping in this weekend.
View.
Nike building. It is not a jail.
There was actually livestock at Weir Farm!
These are sheep!
And a cow!
Did they come over here?
View.
View.
I love this! 
Mom likes vistas.
I like walking.
Another pretty tree.
Me.
Smiling!
Path
Mom likes the berries.
This is really pretty. I didn't eat the part that got et! 
Guess we won't be going this way!
You knew I'd find it.
Splish.
Path
Look how dirty I am!
The horses left some presents. 
I got a bath when I got home, but it was worth it!
Why does every trail spit us out onto a highway?
Back the other way.
Pretty.
Me.
Pretty.
