A few trips to my mom's.
An old homestead along the way.
An old school burned down. I saw it shooting smoke on my way there, to smoldering on the way back. It wasn't used anymore luckily. The fire was caused by arson.
Jackson got his alone time with his Granny Jannie last weekend. They got to get out and do what they both love. Fish. Mom's friend Sharon came along as well. Jack and I were able to find all kinds of treasures from the beach.
A land mine of pelican poop on the pier.
Dead 3ft carp
Jackson found a full body shed from a gardener snake in the back yard. It was a fresh shed. He had a blast playing with it and pretending it was eating an egg, which was really a rock, and watched as he passed it through the body. The gardener snakes are the one thing I care less for when visiting my mom. Urgh, heebie jeebies.
Jackson made a nest out of grass as well. He had baby birds on the brain this trip because he found that another family of birds laid eggs in an old robin's nest from last year under the deck. Jack ended up with a red blotch on his head from checking on the babies that were hatching through the weekend by laying on the deck and peeking through the floor boards. It was pretty cool.
From below shot of the bird nest
