Last summer our church started having family picnics every other Sunday evening.
Each time a different family would host, opening their home - well, mostly their yard - to the rest of the church.
This week was quite a treat - 150 acres of God's creation - water & woods, grass & garden, chickens & fish.
We didn't catch any fish but the boys absolutely loved canoeing. As he pulled ashore, Jonathan said, "Are you proud of me?!" Yes, I am, buddy!
The girls were delighted with the chickens. Katherine kept following around the chickens saying, "Here cock-a-doodle doo! I want to hold you cock-a-doodle doo!" She continues to talk about climbing into the chicken "cave."
I came home determined to get some chickens of our own since I'm continuing to plan more gardens and outdoor spaces for our yard. My bubble was burst when I realized it's not actually legal to have feathered friends in the city limits. Boo :(
It was good to just visit with friends and continue to build relationships, but it was such a blessing to do it in such a lovely setting.
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