Let's Go On A Hayride

For an amusing Sunday activity, Becky invited us to a hayride at her sister's church. Since I never have anything to do, this was a wonderful opportunity to relieve my boredom as well as another chance to see the vibrant leaves. We had an enjoyable time singing the "hayride" song from one of my first piano books (though some critics might call the song juvenile).

Mid-hayride we stopped at a house to have lunch (of which I can't believe I missed my chance for a smore) and hike down and up a treacherously terrained mountain. Some nice photos were captured by the fall decorations.

Ever the risk taker, I played chicken and lived to tell about it.