The darn first entry of every blog. It's almost as bad as the first page of any book. We took a long hike (despite the photo of the 4-wheeler!) this weekend at Getaway Acres and were super happy to find the first wildflowers popping up. I'm sure they've been popping up for awhile now, but in our little world that's bombarded by school and diapers, finding the first wildflowers of the year are a sign of spring.
Spring Beauties are all over the hills of eastern Ohio. The ODNR has a great site with Ohio wildflowers here. The Spring Beauty is fairly easy to ID. I remember it as having 5 leaves and little whiteish stripes. Small and dainty, like the first wildflowers of the spring should be.
Those little flowers were the best thing we saw on our hike.
The worst? What was left of a dead fawn floating in the lake. Gu-row-sss. But all part of the world we live in. Flower Girl held her nose and ran away. She doesn't do well with death. Boy Boy, who is 150% testosterone as you'll learn, was screaming with excitement as we pulled it out of the lake. He then proceeded to poke it with a stick, learning that the fish hadn't really eaten it.
And The Babe, who has yet to earn an official nickname, took a nap in the backpack.
