We spent Saturday morning at Billings Farm where Magda had no time for the Jersey cows. Did you know their milk is so high in fat that it's great for making butter?
Fruit leather snack time. It just doesn't taste as good without bunny ears!
Let me tell you, if Dagny's passenger behavior influences her driving skills, she'll be terrorizing Vermont's twisty roads in a decade.
We spent at a sunny afternoon at the local country club. Membership is required for all residents of Quechee. The D-Girls definitely take full advantage of the swimming and skiing opportunities. Dagny says she prefers the latter. And thanks to videos of them both zooming down the bunny slopes, I now know the difference between two food metaphors instructors use to teach proper form: French fries, good; pizza, bad.
Remember what women always used to say about Ginger Rogers' dancing when someone extolled Fred Astaire? "She did the same thing, backwards in heels!" Well, Magda hikes with Desi, up and down gorges while keeping a sharp eye out for everyone! As well as monitoring their photo opportunities!
The Ottauquechee River carved the narrow gorge on its way to the Connecticut River, which empties into the Long Island Sound.
Joe identified suitable walking sticks for our two-mile trek.
Family portrait by the pond.
The D-Girls' curiosity about all things natural reminded me of my own in much drier El Paso. Except for Della's grabby obsession with penises, oddly enough!
See what I mean? Apparently, Desi weighs even more when he's sleeping. I needed Zoltan to give me a push!
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