back to Turkey hill

Yesterday Mom took me back to Turkey Hill. We'd hoped to see the American Holly Forest, but were thwarted by our lack of a map. However, we still had a good time. I had a little too good a time. You'll see more about that later....

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.