This is truly more Maya’s brand of meandering — we enjoyed lunch at her grandparents’ house, followed by time on the swings (with grandpa, of course) and a walk around the property.

Naturally, Maya just looked at this post and started saying, “wheeee!” That was immediately followed by, “grandpa!” Any wonder that Maya has her grandpa twisted around her itty bitty fingers?

Fish!

Maya admires the latest batch of goldfish who are starting to grow a bit. It seems that each time we get them nice and large, the blue herron returns to feast.

It may be a small pond that our herron feasts upon, but we’re good hosts. The herron gets table decorations in the form of a water lily.

The hills are alive…

Maya has started singing real, actual, honest-to-God songs lately, by the way. I believe at this point, she was singing “Moon, Moon, Moon” by Laurie Berkner. I’m utterly charmed by the singing, and she knows it. Guess what she started doing as *soon* as I told her it was bedtime last night?

Because of the unusually high amount of rain we’ve had for August, not only is the property green, it’s even blanketed with a thick cover of yellow flowers.

This is also good for the sled run. Look waaaaaay in the back of the photo for the green hill — that’s the grass that once covered the garden I’ve been building in the front yard. Hooray for recycling, right?

Maya’s great-grandmother tends her flowerbeds meticulously, and they’ve responded happily.