Sleeping bag or backpack? On Saturday (3/18) we hit the trails at Radnor Lake. The hike was so strenuous, I couldn't help but fall asleep near the beginning. But there was a second wind; I didn't miss out on the entire outing.

Something so beautiful. Who knew something so beautiful existed in Nashville? Our lives will never be the same. Just wait til Grandpa finds out about this utopic turtle retreat next week when he comes to visit for his birthday...

Until the next excursion... Thanks for coming along on the voyage. Now it's time to dance on my back in the trunk of the wagon! Ciao, baby.