… and it’s all because of her!
We walked across the road from our cabin to get a glimpse of a small portion of the “Little Grand Canyon.”
I think Josey was just being Josey!
It’s a long way to the bottom just across that little flimsy board of a fence.
Georgia’s “Little Grand Canyon.”
“Massive gullies as deep as 150 feet were caused simply by poor farming practices during the 1800s, …” (http://gastateparks.org/ProvidenceCanyon)
Some of us hiked to the bottom of the canyon.
These ‘serious’ hikers decided to go for the 3 mile trail, while the rest of us went back the 1/4th mile we had come.
See those little people at the bottom of the canyon? That’s where the ‘serious’ hikers ended up.
We waited at the visitor’s center for the ‘serious’ hikers to get back.
Later some of the men decided to go hunting for wild hogs.
Randy is getting in that last phone call before it’s time to sit still and be quiet.
Dorcas brought a rooster for Jeanie to take home. Jeanie wasn’t as fond of him and had a hard time loving him like Dorcas did.
The rooster did his job and woke us up … even when he wasn’t supposed to.
“Like father, like son!”
While the hunters were gone some of us played “Corn Hole.”
Josey and Jerrill keep score.
Too bad the Acadia doesn’t use diesel fuel.
Happy 80th Birthday, Daddy!
Mom enjoys one of their 30 great grandchildren.
We took turns fixing meals and had a very nice kitchen in which to work.
Singing the songs of the Church and heaven was a precious time together.
I’m so thankful to be grafted in to this wonderful family.
-- Parting Shot --
