Fall Family Pictures at Watkins Mill State Park | Overton
Small pine trees and a lone path curved crooked down the center. Four siblings. Two brothers and two sisters to match. The youngest wore striped hose on her adorable one year frame complete with a corduroy maroon dress and a petite bow on the top of her darling head. Her brother wore a tie and fresh new kicks. But maybe more noticeable was the smile on his face that wasn’t hard to come by. Next oldest was their sister. Floral scarf and braid twisted just so. The oldest brother was gentle with his words toward his siblings and had a sense of authority and young respect that I know will only grow with time.
“Sibling huddle!” The little voices said as they gathered in a circle on the passage between the trees. Mom and dad looked and smiled. Four little people–their little people. Young hearts and memories that will grow up with them. So on hidden paths and between loving parents and surrounded in maroon Fall flushed with color, another memory will be added.
