The April showers have been particularly intense this year.
Once a year we visit the paintball arena near our house and pretend we are at war. Our hearts constantly tremble with conflict.
In September we hiked the Bruce Trail -- the dog carrying her own pack and bear bell.
We biked down to Cambridge in the middle of a thunderstorm to play mini-golf and assault installation art.
We spent the weekend chasing fireflies, studying birds, and running naked on beaches.
For a week in May we hiked across the Bruce Peninsula National Park.