The next day we woke up early to attend an 8 a.m. Prayer Walk in colonial Williamsburg organized by "Virginians for Liberty." The date was historic, since back in 1774, June 1st was set aside as "a day of fasting, humiliation, and prayer" in colonial Williamsburg, in protest of the closing of Boston harbor by King George III. Since we happened to be there exactly at this time, we thought that we should join in protesting the un-American changes coming from Washington and to lift our country up in prayer. The walk started at the Capitol, proceeded down Duke of Gloucester Street, and ended at Bruton Parish Church.
There were about 100 people in attendance.
Bright eyed and bushy tailed early in the morning
While walking down the street, we sang a few songs -
and Caleb sang along.
The endpoint of our walk - Bruton Parish Church
There were several speeches given here
during which Caleb enjoyed gathering rocks...
...and throwing them.
As a matter of fact, he did that most of the day
stopping every few feet for one irresistable rock or another.Those colonial rocks are really something else, I guess...
The colonial water fountains are great, too
And look! Colonial tree to hide behind!
colonial birds...
and sheep.
But he had to leave all that behind to enjoy the colonial musicians
at the Gambols
and to down a couple of drinks
Whatcha talkin' about, Willis???
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