|Princess Chelsea Dawn|
|Please, please, please let this be over soon!|
All right, this is how it's done.
Now can I go home?
At first, Chelsea wasn't too appreciative of the stop - she knew all her gear was in the van and had already figured out that meant she was going home.
|Do I hafta? Can't I just go home?|
But soon she got into the swing of things and enjoyed the afternoon walk on a beautiful crisp and sunny day:
|Bare trees on blue sky|
|Reflections in the ponds|
|Chelsea on leaf-strewn trail|
|Late afternoon sun lights up the mill|
Soon the sun was low in the sky and it was time to go.
|Walking into the setting sun|