The big field

One of the reasons we moved to our new house is the setting with big lots, tons of trees, and a huge and beautiful park winding throughout the neighborhood.  At the bottom of our hill, one end of the park stretches out in what the kids call "the big field".  It has become a favorite after dinner destination.  We just walk the few blocks down to the park, cross the wooden bridge (which incidentally, is made of 81 planks of wood.  I know this because Ella and I had to count them one night), and then we're in the big field with lots of space to run and play and just enjoy the big trees and rapidly warming spring weather.  Every night I wish I'd brought my good camera because the kids are having so much fun and the evening light is so pretty.  I have been snapping away with my phone and one of these days, I'll get something good with the other camera.  But for now, happiness in the big field between Ella and her daddy.