Bless the Blanco

If you ever have a wild-child (or grandchild) who needs to burn off some energy, come visit us at our place with access to the Blanco River.  Shallow enough to be relatively safe, big enough for all kinds of adventures.   Rock throwing was Blaze's activity of choice last week, although picking up a dead minnow was pretty good entertainment too.  Note Ann's look which seems to be saying "this could be bad" in the first photo.  Yasmine was the only one smart enough to stay out of his range.  After an hour or so Mike and I had pretty well thrown out our arms, so we packed it in and headed back to the house.  Where Blaze was magically transformed into a calm and quiet little gentleman.  Well maybe not even close to being calm and quiet, but it was still a great diversion.