Kid time in the woods

The other day, as I left to bowhunt, Lily (our youngest daughter) became sad and cried that she could not go with.  I explained how it would be too difficult, but I promised to take her out scouting for spots on a different day.  Of course, this means going out in historic fashion as I was dressed historically for my bowhunt.  As I mentioned in a past post, this year I am hunting in the 10th century.  Anyway, today I took...