After church, and a nap, we again retired to the Rattlesnake. The kids found sticks to sword fight with and the rush of the river filled the air. It was Missoula perfection.
Asher wanted to try a noble stick fighter pose. I think he looks quite dashing.
Sylvia found forest treasures for the grandparents. A pine cone for Brad, and some moss for Liz.
I loved sitting on a log in the shade, watching the river roll over its white capped rapids. I dearly miss the Rattlesnake. It was like our second living room.
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