We started out looking for pelicans. Eric had seen them on his way to work. We grabbed the camera, the dog, the girl and hit the road. We talked as we drove, never finding the elusive Wyoming pelicans.
We did stop by the river. I suggested a walk, even though there were ominous clouds. "They don't look lightningy (I sometimes make up words)," I said. So we unloaded our crew and started to walk along the path. Eric took some photos, Bumblebee sniffed around. Cordelia and I checked out nature.
Then the rain started pouring down. So we took cover under some trees (I was right there was no lightning-don't worry mom) and waited for the rain to pass. We watched the rain fall around us. We watched an older gentleman in running shorts pressing on even though the wind had blasted the rain into one half of his body, soaking 50% of him.
The shower let up quickly and we continued on with our stroll. Eric still taking photos.
Cordelia was carrying a little purse. She started collecting rocks in it. (** bonus info: lately she has been insisting on stripping down to her undies, slinging her purse over her shoulder and saying,"Going to work Mommy."---not sure what that is about). So we ventured a bit off the trail and gathered rocks.
We walked some more. We talked some more. We got rained on a bit.
That was it, nothing much happened, but it was really nice.