sometimes on our runs

our route takes us by a chicken coop. we usually stop to feed, talk to, collect feathers, watch them. one brown hen is especially friendly.



yesterday, the farmer we have befriended had a surprise for us.


i love baby animals, and spring, and children, and the delight of babies giggling over babies.


and then at the very end, everyone gets out of the stroller to run, collect nature, and play. marit is very serious about the running part and sets and maintains a steady pace. her chattering does not cease though. i love those moments with you, precious daughter.