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Field Trip

On one of the first truly spring days, we joined our Catholic Homeschool group on a field trip to the Wildpark in Potzburg. Being my introverted self, I was nervous about going. But I am so glad that I got myself and the kids there because it was a fabulous day!

We started with a hike that was at least 2 1/2 miles. It was invigorating, and as I was huffing and puffing that last bit, I realized I have been like a hibernating bear through the winter. I have been very sedentary these past months.

Then we saw the animals! Did you ever see the original Disney's "Jungle Book"? The scene with the buzzards trying to decide what to do, shrugging their shoulders, saying "I don't know. What do you want to do?" Buzzards walk just like that! Imagine!

Then came the part that my kids will not soon forget. They got to actually let falcons fly up and land on their arm! Owls too. Oh, what a joy watching their faces. Me, I am not so brave, and I must admit I was a little freaked out with the falcons swooping right over my head.

After the wildpark, we headed to get some dinner before going to see Anna sing in the Honor Choir. She even played the percussion part for one the song selections.

What a wonderful day!

boys and sticks




kind of ironic that this boy used to love goat milk

what a vista















































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