After all the gluttony at Jordan's Pond, a little hike seemed in order. Around the pond we went, and Frances promptly fell asleep. When we started up the South Bubble Mountain, she woke up and decided she needed a snack. She had a lovely snack, sitting on boulders in the dappled shade of the birches, and then we continued to the summit.
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Yeah! Frances went up her first mountain, and, thank you, Daddy, for doing most of the heavy lifting.
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