Yesterday was a bad day of school. Those days happen. Sometimes it’s on account of bad moods, other times it’s that the level of exhaustion is so high that we just can’t get it together. Yesterday was a perfect mixture of poor attitude, fatigue, and being so done with the school year that the finish line is close but not close enough.
So today, after math and French, we ran off to the mountains. Everything else could wait.
The mountains were particularly tempting to visit because it’s FINALLY warm. Maybe our month of cold snaps has passed.
Days like this are valuable to me. It’s partly why I love homeschooling — the freedom to GO and DO is too hard to resist.
After our hike we visited the Townsend Wye so the boys could skip rocks and I could sit still for a while and listen to the rushing water.
I love this place, particularly when it’s not swarming with tourists. Come late-May, this river will be full of swimmers, tubers, and kayakers and we’ll have to run off to a lesser-known spot.
But today? It was all ours.
We shared our space with the butterflies.
We lingered for a while longer, until hunger set in and everything had been explored.
We have about four more weeks of school and today seemed like exactly what we needed to re-energize our efforts. It’s the same story every April, and running off to the mountains seems to do the trick.
We also visited my father in law today, both on our way in and out of the national park since his house is on the way. If you are praying for him, please continue to do so. We are grateful for the time we have left to spend with him.