It was great fun to follow little Scout around the yard for an hour while he explored his world. I took a slew of pictures trying to catch something of the Serious Scientist and Joyful Naturalist I was observing.
He is so good at walking on icy snow...I wonder how it feels to be so close to the surface and have a short toddly stride. Evidently pretty secure. Walking on snow was part of the adventure he was enjoying, and he never once slipped.
Scout is also an expert at recognizing a crabapple, even if it has lain under the snow for a few months and doesn't look like its former self. He can get one into his mouth, avoiding the large piece of gravel that is also in his fist, and calmly remove the pit, enjoying what little "fruit" was left. I was a bit concerned when he picked up a specimen that had decomposed to an ugly state, but after squeezing it through his fingers for half a minute he rejected that one.
The main project of the hour was picking up stones, acorns, pine cones and sticks. He's not yet at the age when sticks are preeminent, but he did carry a few for a while, which meant that his capacity for rocks was less.
But when he found the field of acorns, the sticks were dropped.The question is, how many acorns can fit in one little fist?
In spite of the sun, I'm sure his hands felt pretty cold after splashing in little puddles and patting ice, but he was oblivious to anything that would distract him from his Purpose.
However, Grandma did feel the chill, so we went inside and took a few acorns with us.