Lately, our walks have become shorter and shorter. Mostly because something like this happens. We walk in about a quarter of a mile or so and find a large oak tree, we decide to climb said tree, take lots of silly photos, then find the tree swing and take more silly photos. An hour passes and we realize we’re cold and hungry and walk the quarter mile or so back to the car. Maybe I need to make a “tree” tag for when this sort of thing happens.