We arrived at the mountain home, where much work was done. Philip helped his dear grandmother with some huge rock moving and birdhouse straightening.
Anna played with some ants.
And Grandfather headed to the backyard to begin the Great Brushpile Burning event of the fall. We did burn a lot of brush. Unfortunately, the camera batteries died at that point, so I couldn't show you Philip wielding an axe with a loose head, or both boys heaving large logs onto the fire, or my extremely red face from standing too close to the flames. We had a great time. And we ate 2 meals in one afternoon. Which just goes to show you that Jo Ann can still sling a spatula quite efficiently!