Oklahoma springtime fields.
Arkansas. Cousins. Fields of buttercups. Tire swing. The Child’s first time camping. Cows. Roosters. Horses. Springtime.
Such a beautiful time of the year. Gorgeous mosses, big nope space (leaves of three, leave it be). Picnic at the park. Such warm memories made. Driving home today… Gasquatch stop and The Husband trying to get a wave. He always tries to get a wave.
One response to “Springtime Roadtrip.”
Love the way you all make memories … 🙂