Our Idea of a Rockin' Friday Night

We went out "hiking" in our neighborhood with the kids. We walked along a stream bed down by our neighbor's house.

If there is ever a moment we question whether or not we belong here, we take a walk outside and we are reminded as to what drew us here. On an evening like tonight, there is no doubt where we belong. It's right here in the foothills of the Shenandoah Mountains. This place is the first I've ever really wanted to put roots on. That is saying something because I've been somewhat mobile geographically speaking and have always had an itch to be somewhere else. Had I not met Nick I'd be in some remote part of Morocco with the Peace Corps.



I envision our children spending a lot of time along this creak bed.


Below is one of the cliffs along the stream edge. This is essentially what our house is built on.


A rockin' Friday night indeed (no pun intended).