Saturday was one of those lazy, nice days where it was warm enough to spend time outside. I was at my daughter's for the weekend to help with the kids while dad was hunting and mom had previous commitments. So, between shuffling kids from place to place and having an extra friend there for my grandson, I got to spend a few solid hours outside with my youngest granddaughter. She is such a joy to me, young and sweet, and a natural outdoors kind of child. We drew with chalk on the sidewalk, played hopscotch, walked in the neighbors field picking up corn left behind when combined, shucked the corn because 'dad uses it for the birds', drew more pictures, played more hopscotch, and then walked down the driveway and got the mail. I was getting colder as it was colder outside, and I had to talk her in to going inside, but we both loved the outdoor time. I had wanted to take a run, but this by far exceeded anything a run might have done for me. I am so grateful to live close to my family and to have these days where I can simply enjoy the kids and spend quality time with them. What a gift!