Today I decided to take advantage of this gorgeous day. I packed up my bag with a good book, blanket and bottle of water and decided to head to the park. However, first I called my husband who had ventured off into the park earlier in the day. He told me where I could find him, so off I went.
First I saw evidence of Craig amongst the trees. His bike was lying on its side.
As I got closer I saw his backpack and the rope I had "bought" him for his birthday.
I then looked up to see my dear husband 30 feet up a tree. Can you see him?
How about now?
Ah, there he is!
Yes, my husband enjoys spending his Sundays climbing trees. No worries as he wears a helmet and has his trusty climbing gear which he is trained to use. Nonetheless, I can't say I'm an avid supporter of this; more like an avid worrier. But, this is what makes him happy and in turn makes me happy. I just pray he doesn't get hurt!
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