This week our Monday adventure had a muddy
start, when we found the water level at the lake receded, leaving
behind this oozy, squishy playground.
There is something so undeniably appealing about the sensory experience of mud, the feel, the sound, the slime, the smell and the sight, oh the sight of all those little bodies covered in mud. Thank goodness for the sinks of fresh water and dry change of clothes at the top of the hill!
