Popcorn - forts, tulips, and trails

Sometimes I'm not sure where my time goes, but here is a photo record of the last couple days.

When I was a girl, my family would have a picnic at Fort Frederick every summer. I loved walking around those huge walls. 

I thought it was time to take my children to visit Fort Frederick and their annual Market Days was the perfect chance. We toured the fort, watched the drills, and listen to the musket firing.

But the highlight was the market where dozens of craftsmen and sutlers such as this potter, were selling their wares. 

All the venders' merchandise, tents, and costumes had to be appropriate for North America in the mid-1700's. There was some fine craftsmanship (and high prices) on display.

I don't have many  tulips this year.

Could this be why?

But if you can deny a few flowers to those curls and eyes.

You have a harder heart than I.

We spent the weekend at Ohio Wilderness Boys Camp visiting my brother Todd who is on staff at the camp. On Saturday three of my siblings, four of my children, one niece, and four nephews ran in the Redbud Trail Challenge 5K. Here they pose with big grins (and clean clothes) before the race. 

My children lined up at the starting gate. 

And they are off! (If you are reading this by email, you may have to click over to the site to view the video.)

My children had been practicing at home and were hoping to beat their record from last year. But it had rained for hours during the night and the trail was slick. In the video you can see the runners head up a steep hill (maybe better called a mountain) which was quickly churned to mud by all those feet. Thankfully the rain slowed during the race and my children said the drizzle felt good.

My ten-year-old made a strong finish.

He was thrilled to beat his older brother and cousin by almost a minute.   

Not long after the children finished, the rain started again in earnest. We enjoyed lunch while hiding from the steady downpour. When we got back to where we were staying, I had a washing machine load of  muddy sneakers and clothing.

But by evening the sun came out and Todd took us down to the lake for a hotdog roast.

Nothing gives a good appetite like fresh air and exercise. 

And a little music to aid digestion.

Another great visit to camp.

And now it is Monday with more loads of laundry.