Easter this year was a giant feast, attended by both my family as well as my brother’s. Bonus guests were my sister-in-law’s parents, making this one of the largest Easters on Northcutt record.
Once upon a time there were two boys who lived in the woods. Each day after school they would play in Nickajack Creek until nearly dark. They fished. They climbed trees. They watched trains go by. When exploring in the woods one day they happened to find the ruins of an old cotton mill. This became a new place to play.
Our last visit to Broad River Bison was an exciting one. The bison were grazing in a brand new pasture! On previous visits we’d seen them in nearly-bare pasture. With two pastures available rotation is possible, which gives the grass a chance to regrow. The gorgeous green hillside made for some dramatic photos. (Patchy cloud cover helped, too!)
There’s nothing I enjoy more than watching someone completely caught up in the moment. It could be a great musician performing, an athlete in the midst of concentration… or, in this case, Henry focused on wringing every ounce of enjoyment possible from a toy truck and a pile of sand. He played for all he was worth!
Marla and the kids were extra nice to me this year for my birthday. Not only did I receive a visit from my mother and my usual homemade coconut cake but I also received the smokin’ hot espresso machine and burr grinder I’ve always wanted.
A few photos from when my mother came to visit right after Cora was born. Enjoy!
“Daddy, I promised Mrs. Renz, my first grade teacher, that I would do whatever I can to stop global warming. I really love penguins and polar bears so I must stop global warming!”
I’ve been remiss in not posting more photos. Cora is a growing girl and looks nothing like these pictures. Soak in your last glimpses of an underweight premie. Cora is now a healthy, happy 9 pounder!
All good things must come to an end and so, too, did our trip to Georgia for Thanksgiving. Not before we were able to take in a few more sights and visit some old friends, though!
If you’ve seen “Band of Brothers” then the name Currahee will be familiar. Easy Company was forced to repeatedly run the mountain while training for WWII. While we were in Toccoa for Christmas I decided to tackle Currahee Mountain myself.