How a Park Changes

We have a wonderful little park near our apartment.  It is really a big wooded area (we call it a forest, but that’s stretching it!) with lots of little dirt trails and a pretty little lake (ok, more like a large pond, but it’s “our” large pond and we’re sticking by it!)

Here is the park in Fall:

Sophi and I are out for a walk in the crisp Autumn air.  

Notice the dark green trees that are just starting to golden. 

Here is the park in Winter:

Sophi and I are headed out to play in a new snow fall.  

See the bare trees and the frozen pond in the background?   

And, here is the park in Summer:

A wonderland of water and sand!

For little boys in baseball hats . . . 

And, expectant mama’s soaking up all that Vitamin D . . . 

The sun soon warms us all . . . 

Before you know it, it’s scorching, and a body needs to cool down . . . 

don’t you just love the innocence . . . 

Nothing better in the summer time . . . 

Right, Roma?

Thank you, God, for our ever-changing park!

When you come to Smolensk, we’ll take you out for a stroll!