View from the Top

The weather was lovely today . . .

. . . so the kids and I went on a hike

up good old Oak Hill.

We saw a birdhouse some nature-lover hung in a tree . . .

. . . and discovered that when birch wood decomposes

the bark does not (at least not right away) . . .

. . . but (as usual) the coolest sight of the hike

was the view from Lookout Rock at the top of the hill.