



We went for a walk this afternoon, on two of the walking trails, at the Cumberland State Forest. It is always interesting to visit this local forest after rain.
One of the walks is a sensory walk ~ you can see us hugging trees and blocking ears...
Jonathon pointed out the incongruities of our walk - enjoying nature, looking at toadstools and at spiders, discussing shale and the scale of hardness, while debating the definitions of forest and wood ( 'How can there be a coffee shop in a forest' asked Luke) and with me sending emails via my mobile phone and Jonathon's girlfriend talking on her phone , as we walked the trails...Ah, the wonders of naure, of homeschooling, of modern life.
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