Most would call them work boots, but Mama always called them brogans.  

Her mama called them that, I suppose a throw-back from their Scottish ancestry.

Just a short ways from the Riverside Bed and Breakfast where we stayed, into the mountains near the northeast corner of West Virginia is Blackwater Falls State Park.

We got an early foggy start Saturday morning, but the fog soon burned off...

Every summer as we drive through the mountains of West Virginia en route to the beach, Kim and I always remark on how beautiful they are and how gorgeous the mountains must be during the fall.

Our youngest grandson Abram is 7 months old already!  Where has the time gone?

We did a little photo shoot with him in the park last week...what a sweetheart!

Such big, beautiful skies over our Indiana fields this week!

I just had to stop and snap this shot of the heavenly drama late Monday afternoon.

When Kim and I babysat with Krew recently, we took along Hannah and Ashley who'd been hanging out with us all day while their momma had surgery.

I just happened to be driving past the park last evening just as the light was perfect and the sky was perfectly dramatic.

And I just so happened to have my camera on the seat, so I made a detour to soak up some fall beauty.

Little Abram, now 6 1/2 months old, is coming with his Mommy Kara to stay for a few days to visit us and his Grandma Peggy and Grandpa Jeff.

Can't wait to smooch on that sweet little neck!

Kim celebrated his 59th birthday yesterday with a wild and crazy bunch!