It was simply time for a visit to good ol' Bothwell. The light is shifting, the air is cooling, and I'm actually itching for the day when we can sit on the back porch watch the sunset.
On the drive up we passed this random spectacle. Nothing like dirt bikes to break up a boring drive.
We're lucky the weeds didn't require any mowing, probably won't until Spring...
Remi was so careful to make sure brother didn't fall on a "pokey."
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That picture of them holding hands is priceless
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