We are very fortunate to live on a quarter acre. While it is enough for a small garden and some chickens as well as our house and some play area, it is not enough for a hike. We are fortunate that our neighbors across the street live on the rim of a ravine that has been turned into a park. So in the fading warmth of Indian summer, we went hiking. The husband and kids challenged themselves by crossing the creek (in these parts pronounced like the first syllable of cricket) I instead took the bridge. It's funny to look at some parts of the trail to see what looks like the remainders of an old stone foundation. Or, my kids favorite, a rock balanced precariously upon another that they call pride rock.
(Insert lesson on glaciation.)
Yes, we are fortunate...how many can say that they have a waterfall in their (extended) backyard.