They decided to drive to Letchworth yesterday for some fresh air. I warned him to stay away from the edge of the cliffs. You know, because he's been so sick and dizzy lately and he could easily slip. And also because the ground could give way because of all the rain. He laughed. I requested some cute pics of them, too. This is what he sent today.
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
He still has 3 weeks or so to go, but he's a very happy kid right now. His math presentation for Geneseo's Great Day went very well. I know he was super nervous and stressed in the weeks leading up to it, but he seemed very much at ease while speaking. He and his best friend on the project work exceptionally well together. See how happy he was afterwards? On Thursday we'll go back to see him inducted in to the math honor society, and next Tuesday we'll go again to see him accept a math scholarship.
Looks like they're in a sun-bubble. Of course the dog is too scared to go down the stairs.
Monday, April 4, 2016
|Crashed into the window, needed to be held for a while until he came back to his senses|
|So many trees have fallen this winter|
|There was a field full of tiny lambs and moms next to these guys|
|Too scared to look, reminds her of Blair Witch movie|
|I've seen the experts on TV say Bigfoot builds these type of lodgings|
|Looking down at Bath|
|Buried under many inches of snow now|
It's been snowing steadily for two days, just as the daffodils were beginning to bloom. Last week was nice so we drove towards Bath trying to find a pond in the state forest land. We thought we'd have to hike in, but it was right off a back road. Buffy enjoyed the ice cold water and we saw plenty of large newts swimming around her. The next to last picture was taken in a county park. We saw these little signs that said " Eagle Nest This Way" so we followed them to the cliff. It was extremely steep, with sort of damp ground, and made both of us horribly nervous. I think we both had mini panic attacks; he was worried the dog would pull him over the edge, and I was worried the mother eagle would swoop in, scare me, and I'd stumble. Alas, we never saw the nest.