Sometimes I feel like I'm living on the set of Little House on the Prairie. Today was one of those days. The pace of my life somehow resets as I watch life around me move into Sunday slow. Even the horses have a day of rest.
The morning was clear and cool and fresh, a perfect morning for a family walk to church.
I captured these photos mid afternoon as our neighbors made their return trip. I wonder if the wagon puller felt less energetic on the walk home; I noticed one of the riders had become a pedestrian! By the time the little family reached the steepest part of their trek, Dat was pulling the wagon and Mam was once again carrying the youngest. But even Dat might welcome a helpful push on the long walk home.